Rising Tides

Breath of the morning,

a quiet frame

Softly unfolding, calling your name

We rise with the current,

we bend with the wind

Every step is

a new horizon

Every spark is a light in the dark (oooh)

Flowing like water, molding the stone

Finding the path we

have always known

Every step is

a new horizon

Every spark is a light in the dark (yeah!)

Light in the dark...