Turning Tide

Geballe/Willcox)
Keeper of the high seas
Now we turn to you for harmony
Forgive us Leviathan
We're laughing in the hurricane
If it's any consolation
We've poisoned our soil
And felled our trees
The universe is closing in
Let me
Let me
Let me swim
The waves come
Roll over my feet
I descend the shore and the waves drink me
I cast adrift this demon seed
Swimming on a turning tide
Sitting in a whirlpool
Telephone minds on a party line
Electric humming veins
Buzzing in the singing wires
Glistening splintered
And sharp
Gloriously augmented
The waves come
Roll over my feet
I descend the shore and the waves drink me
I cast adrift this demon seed
Swimming on a turning tide
Burning with the stars
Shining with the sun
Glowing with the moon
Over my foot prints
Roll and brake
The leaving waves of yesterday
Out on the great swell
All is well
I descend the shore and the waves drink me
Cast adrift this demon seed
I have found myself
Swimming on the turning tide
Swimming on the turning tide
I open my eyes
I pour away
Liquid on a sea of space
Laughing in the hurricane
Swimming on the turning tide
Cruising on a tidal wave
I'm a speck on the surface of the great flow