The King Tide

For all on this tide
The ocean sighs
In grey ocean light
Hear him call

All of his touch
And all of his kiss
Is all that he owns
All he owns

When the night wind comes
The yearn of king tide
In whispers the waves will call
Salt weep to your eyes
They'll drown out your cries

Theres no sea witch
Who'll stand on the shore
So dark is the land
Wind call, cruel storm

His charm on the sand
A bride in his hand
As the last good day goes
Watch over the dawn

Oh on the night we'll know
The yearn of ki-ing tide
In whispers the waves will call
Salt weep to your eyes
They'll drown out your cries

Call on the ocean bride
Only reason is tithe
He has no rite
This time

Call on the ocean bride
Only reason is tithe
He has no rite
This time



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Aston
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