I've

been

wait-

ing

on

the

fault

line

Liv-

ing

e-

vil

take

me

on

I'll

be

stan-

ding

with

my

dying

bed

If

you

care

to

come

a-

long

Ra-

cing

with

the

ri-

sing

ti-

de

To

my

fa-

ther's

door

Ra-

cing

with

the

ri-

sing

ti-

de

To

my

fa-

ther's

door

I

been

ly-

ing

in

the

bright

light

See

my

sha-

dow

from

be-

low

Ne-

ver

wan-

ted

from

a-

no-

ther

man

Ne-

ver

wan-

ted

for

my

own

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ing

in

the

ri-

sing

ti-

de

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my

fa-

ther's

door

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ing

in

the

ri-

sing

ti-

de

At

my

fa-

ther's

door

Through

a

win-

dow

to

the

last

mile

My

li-

ving

pic-

ture

on

a

wall

From

the

banks

of

the

far

side

I

see

the

lights

come

a-

shore

Ra-

cing

from

the

ri-

sing

ti-

de

To

my

fa-

ther's

door

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cing

from

the

ri-

sing

ti-

de

To

my

fa-

ther's

door

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cing

from

the

ri-

sing

ti-

de

To

my

fa-

ther's

door