Holy the Sea (feat. John Gourley and Kris Anaya)

Holy the Sea (feat. John Gourley and Kris Anaya) - Forgive Durden

Written by：Paul Dutton/Thomas Dutton

Please take a seat

Let me tell you both a tale of love and hope

It's a story that you may have heard before

Told as mythical lore

But this translation is clear

Unlike the embellishments that have reached your ears

There was a boy who shared your bones your eager blood

Your affinity for love

He had it all in his hands and he watched it all turn to sand

If this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree

Then I was truly meant to leave the dark

Down this path set out in front of me

I will reunite this world's divided halves

Fulfill my history

This is more than divine decree it's my destiny

Digging around the deep only missing out on sleep

Chasing about my head like the wolf that found the sheep

Don't go digging around there you be slipping bit too much

Milling muck and mud with the mind that lost its touch

I been traveling about in time never stepping out for much

Deepest of the deep with the wolf that lost those sheep

Because it's more than a little but less than a bunch

Found their way around with the blind that lost its touch

The choices he made that day to burn down the world he'd helped create

Don't be scared kid

You're gifted

Follow this stream and live out that prophecy

Watch out for the wicked ones who call themselves beloved ones

Beware of the medicine before you lay your head again

Watch out for the wicked ones who call themselves beloved ones

So they arrived at the doctor's camp his crude shack

A shanty with walls of broken glass

Light leaking through the shattered cracks

And through he was cordial the young couple was doubtful

If this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree

I was truly meant to leave the dark down

This path set out in front of me

For the longshoremen had warned them to keep a close eye on their adored ones

But they had journeyed for a reason they were here for the medicine

To cure the infection

But nothing could prepare him for the events that would ensnare them

All he could do is trust what he knew

He would listen to his gut and live for his love