Waiting for the sea to their call
I'm holding on to as these tides turn to unfold
And falling as I set my sails up to the north
Follow through waving born into the blue
It's calling me down winds passing over head
And all of our spam box in the sea for the day
Stranded soul for baring the cold
We're on an island looking out over the fold
We steal a darkness casting storms up in the skies
The rain will come beating down we close our eyes
To fell the sound back on far chords are upon
Salvation calls far beyond this land on the coast
The day before (x3)
In the snow angels lying low
And at last we're on bluffing and 
Rich or poor won't get in the door
Like the lights are really what I imagined, tell me
From the crib and mother's rib
I will bring return them to the journey
I reside on the day I die
I will leave the life that you remember
In the snow angels lying low
And at last we're on bluffing and 
Rich or poor won't get in the door
Like the lights are really what I imagined, tell me
From the crib and mother's rib
I will bring return them to the journey
I reside on the day I die
I will leave the life that you remember