Lyrics The Parlor Mob

The Parlor Mob

Tide Of Tears

Safe in the arms that hold your every move

They've been waiting here for you

You've been weighing down the time

In a place they tried to forget

In a face they'd grow to regret

They pulled down the shades

Crawling Lord they're crawling

Would you catch them where they're falling

Do you hear them when they're calling

The water down here swells with the seeds of decay

Through the years

Have the sins of our fathers swept our love

For each other away

In the tide of tears

So as snakes in suits conduct their interviews

Bodies floating down the avenue

And it's our sickness to blame

Ain't no party blue or red

Where innocence for naught is shed

It's our choices it's our voices to be heard

Drowning Lord they're drowning

And the good Lord is frowning

The dark clouds are surrounding

We must decide

But while there's life there's hope for change

As a culture we've got to rearrange

Ain't no blind eye left to turn

Lying Lord they're lying

And the children keep dying

Their mothers are crying

You know we should be trying