Sitting on the early train,

runnin’ towards the shore.

Each day swallowed by the rain.

 

Like a cat hanging on your nine lives,

countin' on your sixth or seventh,

thinking on the pain I saw when we were around five.

 

REF:

I was sailing on the strangers' tides, sailing on the strangers' tides, sailing on the strangers' tides, i was sailing on…

 

I was out on a strangers' tide,

in a foreign land where I tried to get high,

In a hotel room in a bed I lied when my eyes caught 

a cute little spy.

 

I looked at him with a question mark in my mind,

am I crazy or had them drugs had them drugs really killed me on inside.

REF:

I was sailing on the strangers' tides, sailing on the strangers' tides, sailing on the strangers' tides, i was sailing on…