Song | God Of Ocean Tides |
Artist | Counting Crows |
Album | 2014/06/24 Charlotte, NC |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Close the door on a short night | |
Lift the lid on the daylight | |
6:09 West Tennessee time | |
And I buy all my days | |
At the same place where the girl sells her nights | |
To a God of ocean tides. | |
All night long, | |
Writing poems to California | |
Melodies of failure | |
And the people I have thrown away | |
Meanwhile, somewhere west of Carolina | |
In a congregation of strangers | |
We are digging holes to China | |
Then we pray to our reflections | |
In the water when it rises. | |
I said headlights pin the highway down | |
Jesus spins the world around | |
And I’ll spend all my tomorrows coming down | |
Goodbye all my days. | |
I know I said I never loved you | |
But I might just try again tonight. | |
Truck stops and river Gods | |
Gas stations of the Cross | |
Following a ghost, | |
Following a ghost, | |
I pray the water wash away | |
The memories and the cost. | |
Cary me south, to the sea | |
Along with your memories of me | |
We are born in the water | |
Now we return to Thee. | |
Colored lights | |
And birthday cakes | |
Candle wax | |
On paper plates. | |
Breathe the water | |
Hush-a-bye, hush-a-bye. | |
You can see through water | |
All the way up to the sky. | |
Gods of water, Gods of rain | |
Cover up the sun again | |
We are crossing it at the Mississippi line | |
And I tried all my days | |
To love you just the way you hoped I might, | |
But I’m leaving here tonight. | |
I can’t remember yesterday | |
I tried, if I said I could I lied. |
Close the door on a short night | |
Lift the lid on the daylight | |
6: 09 West Tennessee time | |
And I buy all my days | |
At the same place where the girl sells her nights | |
To a God of ocean tides. | |
All night long, | |
Writing poems to California | |
Melodies of failure | |
And the people I have thrown away | |
Meanwhile, somewhere west of Carolina | |
In a congregation of strangers | |
We are digging holes to China | |
Then we pray to our reflections | |
In the water when it rises. | |
I said headlights pin the highway down | |
Jesus spins the world around | |
And I' ll spend all my tomorrows coming down | |
Goodbye all my days. | |
I know I said I never loved you | |
But I might just try again tonight. | |
Truck stops and river Gods | |
Gas stations of the Cross | |
Following a ghost, | |
Following a ghost, | |
I pray the water wash away | |
The memories and the cost. | |
Cary me south, to the sea | |
Along with your memories of me | |
We are born in the water | |
Now we return to Thee. | |
Colored lights | |
And birthday cakes | |
Candle wax | |
On paper plates. | |
Breathe the water | |
Hushabye, hushabye. | |
You can see through water | |
All the way up to the sky. | |
Gods of water, Gods of rain | |
Cover up the sun again | |
We are crossing it at the Mississippi line | |
And I tried all my days | |
To love you just the way you hoped I might, | |
But I' m leaving here tonight. | |
I can' t remember yesterday | |
I tried, if I said I could I lied. |
Close the door on a short night | |
Lift the lid on the daylight | |
6: 09 West Tennessee time | |
And I buy all my days | |
At the same place where the girl sells her nights | |
To a God of ocean tides. | |
All night long, | |
Writing poems to California | |
Melodies of failure | |
And the people I have thrown away | |
Meanwhile, somewhere west of Carolina | |
In a congregation of strangers | |
We are digging holes to China | |
Then we pray to our reflections | |
In the water when it rises. | |
I said headlights pin the highway down | |
Jesus spins the world around | |
And I' ll spend all my tomorrows coming down | |
Goodbye all my days. | |
I know I said I never loved you | |
But I might just try again tonight. | |
Truck stops and river Gods | |
Gas stations of the Cross | |
Following a ghost, | |
Following a ghost, | |
I pray the water wash away | |
The memories and the cost. | |
Cary me south, to the sea | |
Along with your memories of me | |
We are born in the water | |
Now we return to Thee. | |
Colored lights | |
And birthday cakes | |
Candle wax | |
On paper plates. | |
Breathe the water | |
Hushabye, hushabye. | |
You can see through water | |
All the way up to the sky. | |
Gods of water, Gods of rain | |
Cover up the sun again | |
We are crossing it at the Mississippi line | |
And I tried all my days | |
To love you just the way you hoped I might, | |
But I' m leaving here tonight. | |
I can' t remember yesterday | |
I tried, if I said I could I lied. |