The tide is rising and the moon is high and still rising on the bounding main
We're waiting for the big wave that’s capsizing o’er the uprooted plain
The next thing I see is a wave goes by
The wave that goes by is a mighty fine train
The wave that I see is the train to ride
The sails are filling and the wind is up and still changing, sea to rising sea
We’re watching while the waves keep rearranging the shapes of history
The flags are flying and the mood is high
The tide is turning toward the ground that’s still dry
We’re wading through the marsh of time
We’re waiting for the waving flags to touch ground and burn white
We're waiting for the half acid reigns on this parade to snap tight
The next thing I see is a wave goes by
The wave that goes by is a mighty fine train
The wave that I see is the train to ride
credits
from Elma Mayer,
released September 1, 1996
Vocals & piano Elma Mayer; guitar Marc Muller; drums Jon Feinberg; upright bass Andres Villamil. Composed by Elma Mayer; arranged by the performers and Brian Woodbury.