This Is the Sea

The Waterboys: This is the sea

These things you keep

You better throw them away
You wanna turn your back
On your careless days
Once you were tethered
Now you are free
Once you were tethered
Now you are free
Well that was the river!
This is the sea
Now if you're coming undone
Maybe been alone too long
Or just you've been suffering from
A few too many
Plans that have gone wrong
And you're trying to remember
How easy your life used to be

And you're trying to remember
1973
Well that was the river!
This is the sea
Now you say you've got trouble
You say you've got pain
You say you've got nothing left to believe in
Nothing to hold on to
Nothing but chains

You're trying to make sense
Of something that you just can't see
You're trying to make sense
And you know that you once held the key
But that was the river!
This is the sea
Now I can see you wavering
As you're trying to decide
You've got a war in your head
And it's tearing you up inside
Forget all your schooling
It won't give you the key

Just forget all your schooling
You won't find the key
No because that was the river
And this is the sea!
Now I hear there's a train
It's coming down the line
It's yours if you hurry
You've got still enough time
And you don't need no ticket

And you don't pay no fee
And you don't need no ticket
You don't pay no fee
Because that was the river
This is the sea!
That was the river
This is the sea!
That was the river
And this is the sea!
That was the river
The river the river
The river the river
The river the river

The river the river
The river the river
And this is the sea!
This is the sea!
Behold the sea!

All your trouble will be over, so will your pain you are gonna see those blue skies bursting right through the rain The higher you climb, the lower you fall You got too close to heaven, that's all




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