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  1. The Tide

From the recording Euphoria's Destination


I smell the fresh salt air on the coastal seas
Memories of days gone by… days that danced on the breeze

The surf moves and creates a living breathing face of
Bygone days and ways the sea and its waves

We hasten and abide riding that wet ridge and
Sensing the tide graced by knowledge

Here we are, on this earth, waiting for the song to begin
The moon touches the surf, longing for the tide to come in
Buoyed moving, deft touch bounds, divide the water
Gliding…glistening….singing like talking to it's mother….to The Tide
To The Tide

Lyrics by Leslie H Skip Enge
Lyrics, music and sound production by
Richard Alan “Crane” Krieger
Copyright © 2014