Wade In The Water-Kathy Mattea

Oh, people, look around you: The signs are everywhere. You've left it for somebody other than you, To be the one to care. You're lost inside your houses: There's no time to find you now. While your walls are burning, and your towers are turning, I'm going to leave you here, And try to get down to the sea somehow. The road is filled with homeless souls, Every woman, child and man, Who have no idea where they will go, But they'll help you if they can. But everyone must have some thought, That's going to pull them through somehow. While the fires are raging hotter and hotter, The sisters of the sun are going to rock me on the water now. Rock me on the water, Sister will you soothe my fevered brow? Rock me on the water, I'll get down to the sea somehow: Gotta get down to the sea somehow. Oh, people, look among you: It's there your hope must lie, There's a sea bird above you, Gliding in one place like Jesus in the sky. We all must do the best we can, And then hang on to that Gospel plow. When my life is over, I'm going to stand before the Father, But the sisters of the sun are going to rock me on the water now. Rock me on the water, Sister will you soothe my fevered brow? Hey, rock me on the water, maybe I'll remember. Maybe I'll remember how. Rock me on the water, The wind is with me now. Hey, rock me on the water. I'll get down to the sea somehow.