The Tide

All of these doctors sold me their potions and sent me away

All of these preachers read me their verses and told me to pray

But I'm still alone here at midnight buckled in pain

Yelling loud in the night at the moon full and high

As I stumble and crash on the shore

Howling loud in the night as the moon pulls the tide

Inch by inch til it's up to my throat

And It won't let me go

Then all of these doctors threw up their hands but still made me pay

And all of the healers became disbelievers and went on their way