Red Tide Rising

Come on, make time slow

To a virtual standstill

Leave the second hand trembling

Before the next one drops

Red dirt on the dash

Truck rollin' past the cane

Where is the life that I recognize?

The nightlight flicker and same old lies

Was it all a dream?

Sometimes dreams come true

Whether you want them to or not

Dreams will find you

Slippers or not

Dirt road, dead end, right on the spot

You warned me that you could foresee

These things happening to you, I could not

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

Tilt me down, talk story, but I never heard it all

Tray winds risin' and the radio's low

You caught a storm, I said, let it blow

No more my will, my red tie

Go turn to deeper blue

Red tie, risin' deeper blue

Slatt, keep cryin' like you knew

Pause, I'm gon' make time stop

Yet the rain hang in the air

Let the whole sky hold its breath

Three, two, one

Stop