RIP TIDE

 

RIP TIDE

 

WRITTEN BY

 

JEFF R HILTON

 

SEPTEMBER 2020

 

 

YOU SEE THE SKIES

 

CHANGE FROM BLUE TO GRAY

 

SEE THE SEASON SLIPPING AWAY

 

INDIAN SUMMER CAN'T HOLD ON

 

THE WIND BLOWS TOO STRONG

 

I'M SURE IT WON'T BE LONG

 

BEFORE WE FIND OURSELVES IN SNOW

 

SHOULD OF LET GO

 

SHOULD BE GONE

 

THIS IS GETTING OLD

 

THE TIMES I'VE BEEN TOLD

 

YOU'D THINK I'D BE SOLD

 

BUT NO HERE WE GO AGAIN

 

 

STILL NOT FREE ENOUGH TO FLY

 

CAUGHT IN A RIP TIDE

 

AND I DON'T KNOW QUITE WHY

 

YOU COULD SAY

 

BUT YOU DON'T KNOW FOR SURE

 

YOU'VE NEVER BEEN

 

BUT I'VE BEEN THERE AND BACK AGAIN

 

MORE ENOUGH TO KNOW

 

YOU SIT THERE AND WATCH

 

SHOW AFTER SHOW

 

AND BEFORE YOU KNOW

 

YOU LOSE SIGHT OF WHAT'S REAL

 

ARE THE THINGS YOU FEEL

 

REALLY FROM YOUR HEART

 

OR SOMEWHERE DISTANT

 

THAT YOU THINK SETS YOU APART

 

WE'RE ALL DIFFERENT

 

BUT WE'RE THE SAME

 

STUCK INSIDE THIS SAME OLD GAME

 

BUT ANOTHER GRAIN OF SAND FALLING

 

 

THERE'S ONLY THIS TIME

 

AND IF YOU WANT TO COMPROMISE 

 

LEAN ON THE SIDE OF GOOD

 

ITS ALL THAT YOU CAN DO

 

ALL THAT YOU SHOULD

 

YOU CAN ONLY SHOULDER 

 

SO MUCH RESPONSIBILITY

 

BEFORE YOU START TO FALTER

 

YOU JUST WANT TO LEAVE

 

YOU CAN'T BREATHE

 

CAUGHT IN A RIP TIDE

 

AND I DON'T KNOW QUITE WHY

 

YOU COULD SAY

 

BUT YOU DON'T KNOW

 

CAUGHT IN A RIP TIDE