tisdag 21 oktober 2008

Tide

As you crash into the cold
on a beautiful winters day
Then you'll want your life to hold
and you'll wish for it to stay

Heaven oh, heaven on high
'tis no more I who vive
I've heard them all resound
but there's a heavenly chime
when the water comes down

With your friends head in you lap
and his blood upon your chest
As you kneel in the horrid gap
of the very worst and the very best

Heaven oh, heaven on high
'tis no more I who vive
I've heard them all resound
but there's a heavenly chime
when the water comes down

It's a freezing to death town
and you urge for a warming cup
All of the matches are falling down
and you're being lifted up

Heaven oh, heaven on high
'tis no more I who vive
I've heard them all resound
but there's a heavenly chime
when the water comes down