SihayaAllyn

Tide bring back the sea and bring life back to me The little ones are dying fast So many, already in the past Each day you go as the moon demands then return to make sea of dry lands Drag out the old, bring in the new For countless years it's all I knew But now you drag and drag on more bringing little back to my empty shore Tide won't you bring back the sea? Was it you who took it all from me? The living stones and talking sands and soft little ones with many hands This loss is great and is felt by all But who knows where my tears fall? Each day you go as the moon requests To bring it back you do your best But soon there wo