Ryan Scott Oliver
The Tide
[Ephraim]
The tide, she will wash it clean away
The tide, she will wash it clean away
The tide, she will wash it clean away
[Nadine]
A rocking horse, a rusty flask
[Ephraim]
The tide, she will wash it clean away
[Nadine]
Shears for the sheep, the handle of a scythe
[Ephraim]
The tide, she will wash it clean away
[Nadine]
A pressed uniform, a toilet lid, a paperback
A popcorn bowl, a pillow with a message
A makeup brush and a single crutch
[Ephraim & Nadine]
The tide, she will wash it clean away
[Nadine]
A pair of blind eyes and two bitter tongues
[Ephraim + Jacob?]
Thе tide, she will wash it clean away
[Nadine]
Somе apathy and seven other sins
[Ephraim + Jacob?]
The tide, she will wash it clean away
[Nadine]
Bottles of hate, one impenetrable certainty
Shreds of hope and a need for approval
And all my guilt, she'll do with it what she will
[Ephraim, Nadine, & Jacob?]
The tide, in her mercy, clean away
[Bree]
An ancient tree and a steeple spire
[Ephraim, Nadine, Bree & Jacob?]
The tide, she will wash it clean away
[Jacob?]
The record books, my grandmother's bows
[Ephraim, Nadine, Bree & Jacob?]
The tide, she will wash it clean away
[Ephraim]
A horrifying past and a wreckage of humanity
The promise of the future and an unsafe soul
[Nadine]
But finish that list, and take me to that abyss
[Ephraim, Nadine, Bree & Jacob?]
The tide, may she wash me clean away
The tide, may she wash me clean away
Clean away