A-one, two, three, four

High tide, summer in the city
The kids are looking pretty
But isn't it a pity that the sunshine
Is followed by thunder
With thoughts of going under
And is it any wonder why the sea's
Been calling out to me?
I seem to spend my whole life running
From people who will be
The death of you and me
And I can feel the storm clouds sucking
Up my soul

Hard times, life is getting faster
And no one has the answer
I try to face the day down in a new way
At the bottom of a bottle
Is every man's apostle
Let's run away together you and me
Forever we'd be free
Free to spend our whole lives running
From people who would be
The death of you and me
'Cause I can feel the storm clouds sucking
Up my soul

Let's run away to sea
Forever we'll be free
Free to spend our whole lives running
From people who will be
The death of you and me
'Cause I can feel the storm clouds coming
I'm watching my TV (or is it watching me?)
I see another new day dawning
It's rising over me with my mortality
And I can feel the storm clouds sucking
Up my soul