I packed a bag with questions
Left the map on the kitchen floor
They said the island's fiction
But my feet don't listen anymore
And the boat is small
And the sea is wide
And I'm not sure
What's on the other side
We are the tide, we are the tide
Not where we land
But how we begin
We are the tide, we are the tide
The dream is the island
And we're already in
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
We are the tide
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
No compass points to somewhere
That only lives inside your chest
I follow the hum of static
Where the signal knows me best
And the boat is small
And the sea is wide
And I'm not sure
What's on the other side
We are the tide, we are the tide
Not where we land
But how we begin
We are the tide, we are the tide
The dream is the island
And we're already in
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
We are the tide
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, we are the tide
Oh-oh, the tide
What if the search
Is the place we were looking for
What if the door
Was never locked before