Tides Songtext
in the dead of night

the anchor checks the sway

they gather here, this makeshift pier

trading with the tide

this fair exchange provides
the market sought, the buyers bought

patrols pass by, they can but try



no need for haste or hurry

no cause for the waste or worry



they can but try, to tell the tide

they can but try, to tell the tide

they can but try, to tell the tide

they can but try, to tell the tide


the market sought, the buyers bought

patrols pass by, they can but try

they can but try, to tell the tide