You live on a seperate land.
It gives you a second chance
To find over the rain
And clouds in your brain, lost in the sand, a miracle man.
Young brother, I give you a hand,
A dream and a better plan
To swim across the ocean,
The dust and the wind, the rust and the sins, the trust in your friends
And all the mornings I've let you down.
You said God has just never been here,
That he works for the mothers in tears.
He'd let you fall in between
The rocks and the leaves, the skies and the trees, the gra** and the seeds.
Your eyes they never come clear
On money, religion and fear.
Tonight let's just forget
The words that we said, the chairs where we sat, the good and the bad,
And all the mornings I've let you down.
You come with the highest tide,
Raised from the ground it covers us all and disappear.
You come with the highest tide,
Raised from the ground it covers us all
And all the mornings I've let you down.
You said God has just never been here,
That he works for the mothers in tears.
He'd let you fall in between
The rocks and the leaves, the skies and the trees, the gra** and the seeds.
The words that we said, the chairs where we sat, the good and the bad,
The rocks and the leaves, the skies and the trees, the gra** and the seeds.
The words that we said, the chairs where we sat, the good and the bad,
And all the mornings I've let you down.
The mornings I've let you down.
The mornings I've let you down.