After the open water, the hospital. After the crisis, the aftermath. Tides of Fate is the album’s only truly interior song.
Lyrics
Fluorescent light, humming room,
Eyesight returns through the drifting gloom,
Grey stands there awkward, touched with red,
And she’s... the one who pulled me back from the dead,
“Thank you for saving me,” I said.
The sea has always known the course
No luck, no accident but force
The tide pulls every restless soul
Right to the coast where it's needed most.
She shifts her jacket — silver flashes,
A pendant hidden in the clashes
One glimpse and memory unlashes
That shape. I know it. Don't I?
I asked about the pendant, how long she had it,
She stiffens, touches it defensively,
"That's... personal," she says, face flushed and bare.
She turns to leave too quickly
"Bon cent'anni" standing by the door
Mumbles sorry, doesn't meet his eyes,
Gone before we understand what for.
The sea has charted us the course.
What fades on waters finds its source,
What we thought the waves had taken
Only traveled back, awakened.
Grey, I afraid I'm laid up longer than we knew,
You need a captain to pull you through.
Go find her, hire her, I saw what she can do,
She's the real thing…
(whisper) And I believe she needs this passage too.
She comes back in later, still on guard,
I change the subject, safer ground:
Gray just left to look for you, to find
"If you'd captain him home-bound."
She says she'll think about the offer made,
Professional mask back on parade,
But I know she'll take the trade
I saw the answer in her face displayed.
The sea remembers every course.
And maybe we're the tide and force,
Maybe maps we never meant to draw
Were the truest charts we ever saw.
One thing that I cannot forget,
One message that I have to send
A simple story, to my former student
And my friend.
A Modern Fairy Tale gets tangled.
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