[Intro - Minimalist electronic march beat] [snare drum rolls] (A stoic, mechanical 4/4 drum beat begins, accompanied by a hypnotically bouncing bass) [Verse 1] Regiment after regiment marching down, A moving garden in a silent town. Poppies as red as the heart of the rose, To the edge of the shore where the cold wind blows. Cowslips of gold from the sunlit hill, Marching in time, disciplined and still. [Verse 2] Out from the wave where the deep waters swirl, Rise the Sea Fairies with weapons of pearl. Casting their gems through the silver spray, To drive the invaders of summer away. Flowers and pearls in the air collide, A beautiful war at the turn of the tide. [chorus] Woe betide! Woe betide! The feet upon the sand! Pearls to the sea! Roots to the land! None shall cross The boundary line! [Instrumental Break - Heavy fuzz guitar & rigid drum roll] (Here the "flowery" breaks out; the guitars simulate the force of the colliding waves and regiments) [Verse 3] They skim along the edge where the elements meet, The rattle of pearls at the blossoms' feet. A year and a day is the price you pay, When the line of the shore fades away. Red petals floating on the dark blue wave, Captured by beauty, silent and brave. [Chorus] Woe betide! Woe betide! The feet upon the sand! Pearls to the sea! Roots to the land! None shall cross The boundary line! [Outro - Sudden audio drops and fading rhythm] (The marching rhythm comes to a halt - matching the fairies who cross the border and are captured) A year and a day... (audio drop) In the foam of the sea. A year and a day... (audio drop) Where the pearls break free. (The rhythm fades out into the sound of crashing waves and a single, repetitive bass note)
