Intro: tide. We ran like frightened partridge, When the strangers came to talk, Bringing sickness 'round them, And the thunder in their walk. We ran into the valleys, And we ran into the hills, The young they ran before us, Driven by a stranger's will. I remember days of sunlight, With my father by my side; And the children ran before us, Like the foam upon the tide. I'm waiting by the land wash, With the giant standing near, I see them coming always, All the children and their fear. I'm wa (guitartabs.cc)
