The Turning Of The Tide

The Turning Of The Tide
by John Forster & Tom Chapin
© 2006 Limousine Music Co. & The Last Music Co. (ASCAP)

We walk along the shore
At the turning of the tide.
We talk of love and war,
Of your hunger and my pride.
And I ask you if we’ve passed the peak
And now begun the slide.
The sand moves under us
At the turning of the tide.

Some hearts are hard to see,
Like a rising daylight moon.
They speak but don’t reveal,
Like yours this afternoon.
For a moment I am with you,
Then you duck down deep inside.
And I am stranded here
At the turning of the tide.

What goes out and comes in
Doesn’t end or begin.
It ebbs and flows and there it goes again.

I feel the silence build
And it brings me to my knees.
The seagulls laugh at us
As they balance on the breeze.
And you say, “It’s not a tragedy,
Just a fast and bumpy ride.
And we are balanced here
At the turning of the tide.”

We go out and come in.
We don’t end or begin.
We ebb and flow and here we go again.

We never get it right
But we might not be that wrong.
Not knowing where to go
May be right where we belong.
On the edge of this endless ocean,
Walking almost side by side.
We talk of love and war
At the turning of the tide.
We talk of love and war
At the turning of the tide.

This song appears on Tom Chapin's The Turning Of The Tide CD.

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