The Tide - Yvette Young

Composed by：Yvette Young

I'll find a way to keep you rooted

I couldn't live with the fear that

I fear that I'll find you

At the bottom of the sea

And I'll find you

At the bottom

Bottom of it

Salt settles in your wounds

With every violent spin

The ocean calls your name

And reaches with her arms

Her cursed lullaby

Will drown you in your sleep

Open your tired eyes

Drift softly on her waves

Do you remember what home feels like

Can you assemble the pieces of our lives

You sail a jealous sea

She brings you far from me

Wind whispers in your ear

And tells you you're alone

My dear hold onto hope

And every piece of joy

Remember dignity

And don't give into fear

And every night was spent

Contemplating all the words you say

To me

I'll let them go

I'll let you go