Uneven Tide from Snow Country by Anthony Lewis

Sit by the window
Let the sunlight turn another page
Block out the feelings
Which seem to come along with age
With age,
Come along with age.
Block out the feelings which seem to come with age.

Hang on the wall,
Let the paint dry around your shoulders.
Show what you're made of
And show where you've been.
Wait in the sky
Where the orange light turns you over
Wait in the tall grass,
I think I see the way.
The way,
I think I see the way.
Wait in the tall grass, 'cause I think I see the way.

What are you saying
When you say you think you've said too much?
Is it a conscious thing
Or something in your mind?
One more for idle hands
And one for crooked feet;
Come on the morning song,
Come on uneven tide.
Oh, come on uneven tide.
Come on the morning song, come on uneven tide.

• Folk
• folk
• guitar
• layered vocals
• strange
• Portland