Red Tides -

Dirt moves, sputtering red tides

Wind 'em up, gears begin to grind

Someday you’ll find the sparkling behind

All the foothills of your mind

Someday you’ll find the sparkling behind

All the foothills of your mind

So write to home, the last song of the afterglow

The greatest time to breathe and be alive

So come home, there’s nobody left, you know

And the years we have are rusting on the line

Snap back, everything is fine

Let me hear you say «I crossed the line»

Someday you’ll find the sparkling behind

All the foothills of your mind

Someday you’ll find the sparkling behind

All the foothills of your mind

So write to home, the last song of the afterglow

The greatest time to breathe and be alive

So come back home, there’s nobody left, you know

And the years we have are rusting on the line