Turn Of the Tide

Distracted and built on steam
From darkness to a light beam
What would you do if you knew the truth
And how can you tell me you feel so sure

That's the tide
From the outside
Slowly but surely
Surely killing me

Deserted minds secret desires
Scarce water put out no fire
Desert visions almost blinding
Time itself is much too binding

That's the tide
From the outside
Slowly but surely
Girl you're killing me