OMD - The Pacific Age

The Pacific age is growing strong
Its arms embrace with a killing grace
It shakes your hand as it takes your place

The modern age like a slow revenge
A wave that breaks over distant shores
It begs for mercy and it take some more and more and more

The Pacific age comes down like rain
Washing over us again and again
It's spreading west like a speeding train
As the wheels slow down and we lose the game

The Pacific age tells no lies
A dream that calls like an open door
It keeps you hoping and it takes some more and more and more

The Pacific age comes down like rain
Washing over us again and again
It's spreading west like a speeding train
As the wheels slow down and we lose the game

The Pacific age comes down like rain
Washing over us again and again
It's spreading west like a speeding train
As the wheels slow down and we lose the game

The Pacific age has no regrets
It feeds on dreams it wins its bets
A new dawn breaks from east to west
And the plans we made stop making sense

The Pacific age it calls your name
It bites your hand, you feel no pain
And racing home you run in vain
As your heart slows down you lose the game