Tides

See your father lay the bodies to the ground,
See your mother’s eyes screaming with the sounds,
Let her go (They're not your saviours)
Let them go (They're not your saviours)
You!
They’re not your saviours,
They’re not your saviours,
They’re not your saviours,
They’re not your saviours!
Ride the waves, home!
Ride the waves, home!