Call up the boys, call them now, 
time to bring them home. 
They will call if they want to. 
Fog hampered the search, 
Lost at sea, lost in the water. 

He told me many stories of the great ones, 
lights might bring them home. 
Every day they put the boats out, 
but not this day. 

Fog hampered the search, 
now great shock diamonds 
fill the sky and the deep. 
Lost in low light and ocean tides, 
the love you never meant to hide. 

Too far south, misplaced in my home town, 
the Victorian brickwork 
weathered but unchanged. 
Lost in low light and ocean tides, 
the love you never meant to hide. 

As the waves make toward 
a distant shore 
as the last words are spoken 
into a rising storm, falling away. 
Lost in the low light and the ocean tides, 
the love you never meant to hide. 

He showed me many places 
made me many things, 
carried me back home 
as if lost on the water. 
He told me many stories of the great ones, 
lights might bring them home. 
Every day they put the boats out, 
but not this day. 

Now I know who I am, 
I know what I mean 
And I know where I came from. 
From the sea. 

Lost in low light and ocean tides, 
the love you never meant to hide.