Red Tide

Disappear when you call and then they convene Making the plans of secrets they keep The future is now, make it complete Some get left in the dark forever asleep So I fold my hands and then I pray The streets of gold, the pearly gates The doctor says, "It don’t look good" And we all cried in the waiting room So who makes the call? Who takes the lead? Some get left in the dark while others still sleep So I fold my hands and then I pray The streets of gold, the pearly gates The doctor says, "It don’t look good" And we all cried in the waiting room There’s peace to come, it won’t be long Trees of green, eternal song I close my eyes and then I pray The streets of gold, the pearly gates There’s peace to come, it won’t be long Trees of green, eternal song I close my eyes and then I pray The streets of gold, the pearly gates And we all cried in the waiting room And we all cried in the waiting room And we all cried in the waiting room