Track 6 of the album Leopold Marsh · 2008
Nobody Rushes the Tide Home
“My grandfather never hurried anything, least of all the sea. I tried to write a song that walks at his pace.”
neoclassical · pastoral · film score · 4:27
Lyrics
My grandfather would walk the harbour wall At the turning of the evening tide He said the sea has never missed a promise And it never needs a hurry for its pride The gulls would wheel above the fishing boats The lamplighter would climb his ladder slow And I, a boy, would race along the stones While he just smiled and let the water flow Nobody rushes the tide home It knows the hour, it knows the way Nobody rushes the tide home What's meant to come will come to stay Be steady as the harbour stone And trust the water, trust the day Now I am grey and walking on that wall The same salt wind is lifting up my coat I've learned to let the great things take their time And keep my course, like every steady boat Nobody rushes the tide home It knows the hour, it knows the way Nobody rushes the tide home What's meant to come will come to stay Be steady as the harbour stone And trust the water, trust the day Hear the bell across the evening water Hear the old world turning, calm and wide I have been to places I was frightened And the tide has always brought me to this side Nobody rushes the tide home It knows the hour, it knows the way Nobody rushes the tide home What's meant to come will come to stay Be steady as the harbour stone And I'm standing here, and I will stay The tide comes home The tide comes home