Beats Antique - Rising Tide lyrics

You're an island of a girl Adrift in the world With the Rising Tide You know that the coming storm Is gonna be a crazy ride With you altars made of trash The aftermath Of disposable dreams You know that you were born For more than what machines provide I will write you a song That sounds like A faded photograph Of your favorite night Just a little something To remember me by You can sing along If you like it enough Play it on your phonograph It sounds kinda rough Just a little something To remember me by You're an ocean of a girl Surrounded a world With the blackening tide You know that the coming storm Is gonna be a crazy ride With your altars made of bones The aftermath Of disposable wings You know were born For more than what machines provide Machines provide I will write you a song That sounds like A faded photograph Of your favorite night Just a little something To remember me by You can sing along If you like it enough Play it on your phonograph It sounds kinda rough Just a little something To remember me by You can sing along If you like it enough Just a little something To remember me by --- .