Rising Tides Songtext
von Limb

On the southern edge of the world
A ten-foot statue of a timeless priest
Illuminates the complex story
Of civilizations we will never meet

Memories, antiquities
Pass through the soil like some dreams in the night
Unearthed by untrained hands
Unravel from their slumber and dissolve in the light

The tide rises, the tide falls
The night sky darkens on your curtain call
Along the front, the beaches drown
The water makes a move on your hometown

Final thoughts and final weeks
Holding hands through history
With leather skin on a brittle frame
A tell-tale sign of a resting place


Memories, antiquities
Pass through the soil like some dreams in the night
Unearthed by untrained hands
Unravel from their slumber and dissolve in the light

The tide rises, the tide falls
The night sky darkens on your curtain call
Along the front, the beaches drown
The water makes a move on your hometown

The boat that sailed has run aground
No sign of skies from where they stand
Not moving, making sound
Thoughts turn back to better plans

The tide rises, the tide falls
The night sky darkens on your curtain call
Along the front, the beaches drown
The water makes a move on your hometown
The tide rises, the tide falls
The night sky darkens on your curtain call
Along the front, the beaches drown
The water makes a move on your hometown