Chris Callaghan - Back to the Sea

Another early morning
Winters closing in
I pull my coat around me
I shiver in my skin
And the wind blows inland
Whistling through the trees
And if you listen very closely
You'll hear the song of the sea

And I hear it calling to me
I hear it calling to me
And then it reaches inside
With a grip thats so tight
It calls me, back to the sea
It calls me, back to the sea

The hours still early
There's a storm drawing in
The bitter wind blowing
Is biting at my skin
You can hear it still calling
In a tongue only I speak
Unknowingly I'm turning
In the direction I seek

And I hear it calling to me
I hear it calling to me
And then it reaches inside
With a grip that's so tight
It calls me, back to the sea
It calls me, back to the sea

I can almost taste the salt on the wind
I remember the sight of grey skies to eternity
I can almost feel the waves, their cold fingers beckon me
And I remember their voice
Calling out
Reaching inside

I hear them calling to me
I hear them calling to me
And then it reaches inside
With a grip that's so tight
It calls me, back to the sea
It calls me, back to the sea
It calls me, back to the sea
It calls me, back to the sea

Written by:
Chris Callaghan

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