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