ROBERT DELANEY

Lyrics

Rising Tide

Water seeps through the holes
The bow is caught in the wind’s eye
Overhead a thunderstorm rolls
Unforgiving as the ocean tide

(chorus)
But he had high hopes for the high seas
But those waves cut him down to size
There are no guiding boats only lights that mislead
on a rising tide

Driftwood never felt this alone
cast out on the endless deep
How many years that foghorn whistle blow?
Lost in the rage of a rising sea

(chorus)
But he had high hopes for the high seas
But those waves cut him down to size.
There are no rising boats only lights that mislead
on this rising tide

Yeah the ship is sinking fast
since we built it that way
Time to jettison the water
I feel a wind in my sails
For I will find my own way back
when I know which way the wind is blowing.
I hold my fingers in the ocean air
it’s my only way of knowing

But he had high hopes for the high seas
But those waves cut him down to size


©Copyright Robert Delaney 2012