Coat on and searching down the shelf Ninety years in his pocket Says it's just as well Cause it's all in this book for you And his chin turns red from this sunny look that says The slipping tide weighs on your mind Standing upon the coast When half of your mind stays with those you love most Sleep as a golden ghost Showed all of the photos that he kept From Melrose Abbey To the Highland's end Clearing up a blank page Said the book won't ever be done If you don't write about your sons right here It's just the slipping tide weighs on your mind Standing upon the coast When half of your mind stays with those you love most Sleep as a golden ghost The screen door eyesore repair And he gave it all to me And tile floor eyesore repair And he passed it on to me It's just the slipping tide weighs on your mind Standing upon the coast When half of your mind stays with those you love most Sleep as a golden ghost Slipping tide weighs on your mind Standing upon the coast When half of your mind stays with those you love most Sleep as a golden ghost