The Rising Tide
Someone told me long ago"Know the ocean ’neath your boat"And "sometimes the waves ragingsuddenly breaking your way.
Some are harsh and some are sweet. Some rock you mildly –some will knock you off your feet. Some may even toss you to the seaand send you down those treacherous deeps.
Lay before me those crying eyes. Let me ease your journeyknow inside – it’s the rising tide
Boats you’ll wreck and boats will be built. And they’ll be stronger with each crashing wave passing. Know there is always a bigger waiting, somewhere to teach you something.
Lay before me those crying eyes. Let me ease your journeyknow inside – it’s the rising tide.
Know it’s just – the rising tide.
In time a ship cuts through the waveswith sturdy masts and birds are nesting in its sails. And then you must take my old steadand tell those you pick up from the depths
Lay before me those crying eyesLet me ease your journeyknow inside –
Lay before me those crying eyesLet me ease your journeyknow inside – it’s the rising tide."