She stood beneath the breaking sky
And held every cloud in her hand.
Sang each a lullaby
And laid them to rest in the sand.
But tide waits for no one.
Tide waits for no one.
All the same, day after day,
The prowlers who preach to the sun,
Keeping some lonely at bay
And blind to all that they've done.
Tide waits for no one.
Tide waits for no one.
Clouds rise round the devil,
As he sits by the deep blue sea.
Cries as the waves lap his feet,
And each tear belongs to me.
Tide waits for no one.
Tide waits for no one.
Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 7:52 PM UTC
She stood beneath the breaking sky
And held every cloud in her hand.
Sang each a lullaby
And laid them to rest in the sand.
But tide waits for no one.
Tide waits for no one.
All the same, day after day,
The prowlers who preach to the sun,
Keeping some lonely at bay
And blind to all that they've done.
Tide waits for no one.
Tide waits for no one.
Clouds rise round the devil,
As he sits by the deep blue sea.
Cries as the waves lap his feet,
And each tear belongs to me.
Tide waits for no one.
Tide waits for no one.
https://soundcloud.com/wingless-night/tide-waits-for-no-one
