Roddy Woomble Into The Blue
Row gently down the waves as they grow
Unlike the land the sea can let its pride show
When you're hand in hand in a storm's command
Let the boat go gently
If morning ever breaks its spell
We'll be floating on a heaven that whispers hell
And the wind sounds like the world is waking
So row gently now
Between every grain of sand there are chances
And better times to make advances
The walls of stone
That we'll leave behind us
As we go now into the blue, into the blue
Whatever this moment turns into
Go now into the blue, into the blue
Whatever this moment turns into
The tide as it flows pulls me around
Into the curve of the clouds
As they blow I follow their reflections
Let the sails down, and let them blow
When we're awake we won't feel so alone
The tide has its pride, but it's a pride that comes and goes
First so strong then so gently
There are hills beyond these hills
Where the air is still grey in its mystery
That thankfully will always remain a mystery to me
As you go now into the blue, into the blue
Whatever this moment turns into
Go now into the blue, into the blue
Whatever this moment turns into
