Tides, coursing through your bones
Coursing through your blood
And through your mind
All of your memories and the past
Light the fire son and leave it and
Fall, into the beating of your heart
Like the beat up on the battle lines
Yea no matter what they’ve said it’ll be alright
‘Cause I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be your shoulder
I’ll be your common ground
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be your hold up Someone that you can count
Stall, the words up on your lips
Lay them soft under the cool night
Under the rhythm of your breath
And our bodies in the moonlight
Rise, up to a vision of your fear
Like a ghost about to pull tight
And tell that devil it’s enough
Yea he’s gone run out of time
‘Cause I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be your shoulder
I’ll be your common ground
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be your «hold up»
Someone that you can count