Rain falls in a black sea
And up in Cagliari
The travelling band play into the night

Across the island, to the east
Where the red canyon meets the sea
We sleep light in its base
Where the red canyon meets the sea

You thought the world was big and wide
Turns out there’s nowhere to hide
And the deer run through the night
The deer run through the night

An eerie wind sweeps down the gorge
A sudden quad bike motor roars
And gun shots ricochet around

Lie low, try to disappear
Or stand tall and make it clear
We’re not animals
We’re not animals in their game

A call into the panicked night
Another round of fire is the cold reply
And the walls close
They close, like a bloody mouth

Cicadas cry in a silent land
Like a lonely singer without a band
Every other creature hunted down
Every other creature gone underground

Waves dance with the firing squad
As the village lights appear like gods
A storm is rolling in over the water
A storm is rolling in over the sea