Come and go, like the tide flows
As the sand slide through these fingers
Holding on with hands closed
As the feeling still lingers
As the feeling still lingers
Some swim against the stream
Others with the tide
No-one in-between it seems
As they have to pick a side
As they have to pick a side
They have to pick a side
There is nothing to decide
Nowhere in-between
They have to pick a side
Sometimes we remember
It's all just a ride
Some stay in slumber
And in ignorance they will hide
In ignorance they will hide
They have to pick a side
There is nothing to decide
Nowhere in-between
They have to pick a side
Maybe we can look
Forward to something that's near
Rather looking for
Something that is near
Until then you're sound asleep