The Tide Pulls From The Moon William Fitzsimmons
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "The Tide Pulls From The Moon" by William Fitzsimmons. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
[Verse 1]
So like your
Father in the face and blood
Terrified and cold
And whispers
The coming of a cleansing flood
For you
[Verse 2]
You hide your
Filthy hands from all of us
Still unseen and tied
What water
These killing hands could ever clean
Still you run
[Chorus]
I want to be changed from
The shadow and the tomb
Like water rushing over us
The tide pulls from the moon
[Verse 3]
Your mother
The passing of a silver ring
Over-sized and cold
This specter
Will walk the halls of every seed
From you
So like your
Father in the face and blood
Terrified and cold
And whispers
The coming of a cleansing flood
For you
[Verse 2]
You hide your
Filthy hands from all of us
Still unseen and tied
What water
These killing hands could ever clean
Still you run
[Chorus]
I want to be changed from
The shadow and the tomb
Like water rushing over us
The tide pulls from the moon
[Verse 3]
Your mother
The passing of a silver ring
Over-sized and cold
This specter
Will walk the halls of every seed
From you
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!