High Tide

Mollies on the run
Trippin’ down the boardwalk alone
Waiting in the dunes
For someone to get her stoned
Back up in the house, they’re rolling in a world of their own
Together all alone, they return back to home

You can hold me high, but I might come crashing down low
Higher than the tide, always gonna take it slow
In the waves and endless woods
Seekers become knowers of the song
Together all alone, they return back to home