Morning Tide (Temple Of Thought 2012) (исполнитель: Poets Of The Fall)
Rise with me now And we’ll walk to the shore We’ll look over the waves To the break of day I’ll hold your hand I’ll hold you close I’ll wipe away your tears And no one will know On the morning tide We’ll hoist the sails to break the crashing waves Won’t [bad word] with me And hear the ocean sigh And if to its deaths it called us by our names Won’t you sail to the shore with me [bad word] to me now And together we’ll go Where the clearer winds blow Far and beyond Leaving behind All our sorrow and pride Kissing ‘em goodbye Into another life On the morning tide We’ll hoist the sails to break the crashing waves Won’t [bad word] with me And hear the ocean sigh And if to its deaths it called us by our names Won’t you sail to the shore with me Won’t you go with me Sail to the shore with me Won’t you go with me Go with me Love is still here Never will it leave You’re always with me And I’m always with you On the morning tide We’ll hoist the sails to break the crashing waves Won’t [bad word] with me And hear the ocean sigh And if to its deaths it called us by our names Won’t you sail to the shore with me We’ll hoist the sails to break the crashing waves Won’t you sail to the shore with me