I've got a fish on the line But there won't be a feast We've got too much in common And he shall be released I've seen day turn to night And watched the changin' of seasons Things don't just happen They happen for a reason
Maybe we'll meet in Exuma Or down in the Keys If I catch the right current Or capture a breeze Out here conflicts and chaos completely subside Sailin' back to where I came from Back to slack tide
Well, I think it's time to put some snorkels on Turn your feet into flippers Have some primal fun Dance with a stranger in a Mardi Gras parade Find an empty hammock, take a nap in the shade
You can't hold back the moon Can't stop the ebb and flow The water still comes and the water still goes It turns mountains to sand Gave ol' Noah his big ride Then he dropped off his passengers Down at slack tide
I can't control anybody Other than myself Leave those half empty thoughts High up on the shelf If you cut me some slack I'll return the favor Open that bottle of fine rum That together, we will savor
Well, we could use some quiet We could use a little calm Find the good in everybody Share that "one love" balm Watch the predators and prey Swim along side by side 'Neath the blue sky and mangroves Down at slack tide
I wish the whole wide world could swim along At slack tide
Swim along, swim along, swim along, swim along At slack tide Swim along, swim along, swim along, swim alongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
