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(06:11) Sweet and soothing, then explosive. |
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| Lyrics: |
THE NIGHT TIDE
She makes her home, she lives alone by the seaside.
Her fingers comb; she folds the foam by the seaside.
She sits and sways; she makes her way to your insides.
What losses her choices.
The years pass; her longing ebbs and flows.
Her whole life a slow slide
Caught in the undertow of the night tide.
Her ear's soft cone, rosettes of folds like a seashell.
Her timid hands smooth out the sand where the sea swells.
Her tiny sighs cut through the night like a buoy bell.
What losses her choices.
The years pass; her longing ebbs and flows.
Her whole life a slow slide
Caught in the undertow of the night tide.
Lyrics © 2001 Cynthia Conrad |
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| Lyrics Author: |
Cynthia Conrad |
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| Composer: |
Thomas Wall, Cynthia Conrad |
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5.7MB |
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