The Tide

Consider it a bee sting that won't leave you An arrowhead born in the depths of your sinew Once stung will sting You can't stand instinct Still so much love in that hate Consider it a bee sting that won't leave you An arrowhead born in the depths of your sinew Once stung will sting You can't stand instinct Still so much love Still so much love in that hate The tide has come for everyone but you The tide has come for everyone but you Tell my fortune teller Don't leave the sting behind Cause I've got copper coins and pills I've got oceans wide as sins I've got everybody's curse And the way toward is sorely needed now he's gone Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Raise the alarm Tell my fortune teller Don't leave the sting behind I've got copper coins and powder I've got back and forward time Cause the tide has come for everyone but you I've got copper coin I've got spirit I've got wonder I've got people I've got armour Can't tilt my heart I've got ancient time My mother's history eye My father's eastern palm Where I always belong Before I was yours I could do no harm Do no harm Still so much love Still so much love Still so much love Still so much love in that hate Still so much love Still so much love in that hate