| Song | Tied Up To the Tide |
| Artist | Sondre Lerche |
| Album | Sondre Lerche |
| Soft winds on the mainland | |
| Ten stories below | |
| Every window could take you far as can go | |
| At worst a conclusion | |
| Closure at best | |
| Drifting with the currents way out west | |
| So much for city | |
| I gave it a try | |
| So much for the sunset through those sky scraping eyes | |
| Outgrowing the options | |
| Guess I’m a gust | |
| Now I’ve gotta press on way out west | |
| I don’t wanna wait anymore | |
| I don’t wanna wait till my feet get fixed to the floor | |
| But I’m waiting for you | |
| Tied up to the tide | |
| Admiring the outlook | |
| It ends where it starts | |
| Tried to share my vision with somebody’s heart | |
| But they’re only browsing | |
| Tourists at best | |
| I’m on duty somewhere way out west | |
| I don’t wanna wait anymore | |
| I don’t wanna wait till my feet get fixed to the floor | |
| But I’m waiting for you | |
| Tied up to the tide | |
| Some good-natured warning | |
| Barely misses my head | |
| Questions left unanswered will remain misread | |
| Weightless for an instant | |
| Forever at rest | |
| Far beyond the seasons way out west |
| Soft winds on the mainland | |
| Ten stories below | |
| Every window could take you far as can go | |
| At worst a conclusion | |
| Closure at best | |
| Drifting with the currents way out west | |
| So much for city | |
| I gave it a try | |
| So much for the sunset through those sky scraping eyes | |
| Outgrowing the options | |
| Guess I' m a gust | |
| Now I' ve gotta press on way out west | |
| I don' t wanna wait anymore | |
| I don' t wanna wait till my feet get fixed to the floor | |
| But I' m waiting for you | |
| Tied up to the tide | |
| Admiring the outlook | |
| It ends where it starts | |
| Tried to share my vision with somebody' s heart | |
| But they' re only browsing | |
| Tourists at best | |
| I' m on duty somewhere way out west | |
| I don' t wanna wait anymore | |
| I don' t wanna wait till my feet get fixed to the floor | |
| But I' m waiting for you | |
| Tied up to the tide | |
| Some goodnatured warning | |
| Barely misses my head | |
| Questions left unanswered will remain misread | |
| Weightless for an instant | |
| Forever at rest | |
| Far beyond the seasons way out west |