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.

The day within left lightning on your skin,
Did you cross the salt line?
Did you let the promise in?

Booms and bells,
And hand in hand to carousels.
And you made do with silence.

It's all you know, Little Indigo.
Time, take it gently.

Be still, unwind, the stars have intertwined,
And they carry all the echoes the well-wishers declined.

The glare, fanfare, and dances through the midnight air,
And you made do with silence.

Just let it show, Little Indigo,
And take it gently.



https://soundcloud.com/wingless-night/indigo