Red Tide, Deeper Blue

I'm gonna make time slow to a virtual standstill

Leave the second hand tremor before the next one drops

Red dirt on the dash, bug on the pass the cane

Where is the life that I recognize?

The nightlight flickering, same old lies

Was it all a dream?

Sometimes dreams come true

Whether you want them to or not

Trains will find you, snoopers or not

Dirt road dead end, ride on the spot

You warned me that you could foresee

These things happening to you, I could not

Eyes on a swell, I was blind to what you saw

Tailgate down, top story, but I never heard it all

Tray winds risin' and the radio's low

You called a storm, I said, let it blow

No more my will, my red tie

Go turn the people blue

Red tie risin', people blue

Snack keep cryin' like it new

Pause

I'm gon' make time stop

Let the rain hang in the air

Let the whole sky hold its breath

Three, two, one, stop