The Island Of The Day Before

Waiting for the sea to their call I'm holding on to as these tides turn to unfold And falling as I set my sails up to the north Follow through waving born into the blue It's calling me down winds passing over head And all of our spam box in the sea for the day Stranded soul for baring the cold We're on an island looking out over the fold We steal a darkness casting storms up in the skies The rain will come beating down we close our eyes To fell the sound back on far chords are upon Salvation calls far beyond this land on the coast The day before The day before The day before In the snow angels lying low And at last we're on bluffing and Rich or poor won't get in the door Like the lights are really what I imagined, tell me From the crib and mother's rib I will bring return them to the journey I reside on the day I die I will leave the life that you remember In the snow angels lying low And at last we're on bluffing and Rich or poor won't get in the door Like the lights are really what I imagined, tell me From the crib and mother's rib I will bring return them to the journey I reside on the day I die I will leave the life that you remember