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