Into The Blue (Roddy Woomble)

Row gently down the waves as they grow Unlike the land the sea can let it's pride show When you're hand in hand in a storm's command Let the boat go gently If morning ever breaks it's 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 it's 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 it's 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