
After the Tide
Come, wash over me,
cover me with your cold,
knock my feet from under me
and make me gasp from the pain,
make me gasp for air,
show your power while you may
for when the tide recedes,
I will still be here.

After the Tide
Come, wash over me,
cover me with your cold,
knock my feet from under me
and make me gasp from the pain,
make me gasp for air,
show your power while you may
for when the tide recedes,
I will still be here.