I wish the tide would lift me up
And carry me far away,
Further from the things of man
Than those who wish to stay.

Drifting slowly from the shore
Far out into the sea.
No more broken promises,
Now just the waves and me.

No more pain and sorrow,
No more footprints in the sand
To fade away on the ebbing tide
And leave my pain on land.

Just a hollow vessel now,
Floating forlorn on the deep.
Salty brine upon my cheeks
Like the tears I cannot weep.

I wish the tide would lift me up
And carry me far away,
Further from the things of man
Than those who wish to stay.