Quicksand
Don't hold the blame
I was down before you
Down before you came
Each little wave that followed
Swallowed the one before
Lay down your blame
I was gone before you
Gone before you came
You're just the latest to wash upon on shore
And beach at my feet
Is there a rock high enough to climb above the tides that come?
The tides that come
I'm calling it and I'm calling it
I'll pull you free of this quicksand
Go swap on the gutter
Shouting at us
Shouting at each other
Remind me winter's coming
One stiff wind will blow off this thin love
Go awaste of a worthy promise
One we nearly made
Long as we're pretending
Let's pretend it ended well
Is there a rock high enough to climb above the tides that come?
The tides that come
I'm calling it and I'm calling it
I'll pull you free of this quicksand
Is there a rock high enough to climb above the tides that come?
The tides that come
I'm calling it, I'm calling it
I'll pull you free of this quicksand
Is there a rock high enough to climb above the tides that come?
The tides that come, the tides that come
I'm calling it, I'm calling it
I'll pull you free of this quicksand
I was down before you
Down before you came
Each little wave that followed
Swallowed the one before
Lay down your blame
I was gone before you
Gone before you came
You're just the latest to wash upon on shore
And beach at my feet
Is there a rock high enough to climb above the tides that come?
The tides that come
I'm calling it and I'm calling it
I'll pull you free of this quicksand
Go swap on the gutter
Shouting at us
Shouting at each other
Remind me winter's coming
One stiff wind will blow off this thin love
Go awaste of a worthy promise
One we nearly made
Long as we're pretending
Let's pretend it ended well
Is there a rock high enough to climb above the tides that come?
The tides that come
I'm calling it and I'm calling it
I'll pull you free of this quicksand
Is there a rock high enough to climb above the tides that come?
The tides that come
I'm calling it, I'm calling it
I'll pull you free of this quicksand
Is there a rock high enough to climb above the tides that come?
The tides that come, the tides that come
I'm calling it, I'm calling it
I'll pull you free of this quicksand
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Writer(s): Tom Kelly, Billy Steinberg
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