Great Divine

Tide is rolling like the years of my existence

Tide is rolling and time is rolling on

I smell these flowers with creases on my forehead

I smell my ocean all dusty and alone

My brother laughing gliding across the water

Relaxed and carving the story of our lives

Excavation digging up our mother

Whales breaching calling me back home

See I been hollowed from the center

By my place in this big old world

Salt waters running through my veins

And I'll be fine when I gеt home

She's recognizing thе tide inside her mind

Sometimes I'm high and sometimes I am low

I know myself and these creases on my forehead

I am a good man solid and alone

See I been hollowed from the center

By my place in this big old world

Salt waters running through my veins

And I'll be fine when I get home

Building up inside oh great divine I need this time

With all my might

I will pour my heart into the ocean