Hills Like White Lions - Meander, Pt. IV: Black Tide

I am the big blue tide
I left you there
On the brink of the night
Oh, I saw the vultures cry
With both eyes shut
Every day, every night
I see the big red tide
I am left there
On the brink of the night
Oh, I feel the fading light
But danger comes
Every day, every time
A fall between two times
And now I wonder
Struggling mourning chimes
And now I wonder
A fall between two times
And now I wonder
Struggling mourning chimes
And now I wonder
A fall between two times
And now I wonder
Struggling mourning chimes
And now I wonder
Brush strokes in the sky
Lighting some sight
Dripping from the hives
Blending black tide

Written by:
Florian Wagner

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