Nothing on the Dry Land

Lost my kids, I lost my wife
Now I'm leaving on the tide
Nothing on the dry land was ever worth the price

But my love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love

From the ruins of my home
Built a ship from skin and bone
Nothing in the old world will ever keep me warm

Like my love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love

In the storm I lost a mast
My little ship became a raft
And carried on the high wind, I heard a voice

Of my love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love

Hold on to me
Hold on to me
Hold on to me
Hold on to me

My love, my love, my love

My body washed up on the sand
Covered by a stranger's hand
And cold, and broke, and open
I was free to fly

To my love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love (my love, my love, my love)
My love, my love, my love (my love, my love, my love)
My love, my love, my love (my love, my love)



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Mcrae
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