There s something in the way you look in morning light
A step and a lift you re so good at getting it right
And yea you trip a little in the name of curiosity
Well you know how to love the best and worst of me
I m so inside the day but you see eventuality
You touch the hidden parts, the depth of me
You open the door walk along inside to see

Frames and floors and so much more
Some of me is good some is as it should be
Some of me is broken but that s a small part of me
I m half warrior, half intellect
Half love, lots of regret
I m half prairie, half street
Half beauty, I m half beast
I m half beauty, half beast

So move with me as our tides keep turning
The cold, cold sea well she just keeps coming

I m a patient eye a keen observer
I ll always ask why and yea I ll listen closer
I ll break out my wings and set the height right
I ll set the fire up to heat the whole night

I ll show you how I do it but you might walk away
Would you see the shade or just the lines of me
Cuz every day s a tragedy
Every click and scroll takes another piece of me

Every day s a river that will dry up over night
Every day has cancer that takes another life
Every person struggles just to get it right
Everyone is half darkness half light

We are half dark half light
We are all half day half night
We are all half fear half flight
We are all half darkness half light

So move with me as our tides keep turning
The cold, cold sea well she just keeps coming

So move with me as our tides keep turning
The cold, cold sea well she just keeps coming

Copyright: Aporia Records Inc.
Writer(s): ALIDA KINNIE STARR, DOUGLAS ALLAN ROMANOW