Red Tide

Disappear when you call and then they convene
Making the plans of secrets they keep
The future is now, make it complete
Some get left in the dark forever asleep

So I fold my hands and then I pray
The streets of gold, the pearly gates
The doctor says, "It don’t look good"
And we all cried in the waiting room

So who makes the call? Who takes the lead?
Some get left in the dark while others still sleep

So I fold my hands and then I pray
The streets of gold, the pearly gates
The doctor says, "It don’t look good"
And we all cried in the waiting room
There’s peace to come, it won’t be long
Trees of green, eternal song
I close my eyes and then I pray
The streets of gold, the pearly gates

There’s peace to come, it won’t be long
Trees of green, eternal song
I close my eyes and then I pray
The streets of gold, the pearly gates

And we all cried in the waiting room
And we all cried in the waiting room
And we all cried in the waiting room