I'm on the side of cliff to see The waves are passing me Frightened me slowly Scared it might grips me Making it hard to holding on to To the shore Oh how well it be? Oh how well it be? Here it comes the march of lousy voices And the dark thoughts Trails me away 'Til I got lost High tide When the wave passed will I be last? High tide Things surround us I may self-destruct ♪ High tide When the wave passed will I be last? High tide Things surround us I may self-destruct