Griptide - tidal pool version - Barbarossa

Born to the birds

Born to the gun

Born to the ghosts

Surround you son

But fortunately you were born at all

Into these heartache arms

Put into warring world

It will all fall away

To the oceans below

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

In the grip of the riptide

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

'Till I can’t

Born to the boys

Born to the girls

Born to this thread of light

That connects us all