Rumours Of War - Al Stewart

We met on the beach amid rumours of war

Your head in your hand, what you saw you won’t say

As the newspapers flew in the wind

I can see you’re one of that kind

Who carry ‘round a time bomb in their mind, no one knows

When you’ll slip the pin

Rumours of war, rumours of war

I see that your dress is torn at the edge

You were lost, intense, like a man on a ledge, waiting to jump

As the waves break over the shore

You say there’s a storm that can’t be delayed

And lately it seems to be comin' this way, you can hear it break

Like the slam of a door

Rumours of war, rumours of war

You tell me, just look all around

At the past and the present, the cross and the crescent

The signs and the planets are lining up like before

There are souls on fire in the day and the night

On the left and the right, in the black and the white

You can see it burn in the eyes of the rich and the poor

Rumours of war, rumours of war

Rumours of war, rumours of war