Now I know what took my brother down
What took him down, laid him underground
What I know never cuts to the chase
Every question answered leaves a question in its place
I cannot forget
While my eyes are wet
This rising tide is mine
Such a force sweeps any child away
Caught up by a current
Started out as play
Once a man becomes a fallen son
Overcome by the wake
The devil's tide undone
I cannot forget
While my eyes are wet
This rising tide is mine
He is present in my blood and I am worn
The kids have read, pages they have torn
Tossed away to blow around one day
Face to face with a page that cannot be turned away
I cannot forget
While my eyes are wet
This rising tide is mine