Can you hold the swelling tide
I know I cant, I have tried
If I said could, then I have lied
I can not hold the swelling tide
Who can stop the raging sea
No one I know, not even me
One hundred men tied to a tree
I doubt could stop the raging sea
For all have tried and all have failed
Save for one that sea he sailed
And on a tree he was nailed
One man passed where else failed
Here I stand and the sea is rising
Onward, higher, uncompromising
I will go under theres no denying
Its vain to contemplate surviving
What should I do, Will I give up
Will I partake that offered cup
In desperation do I reach up
Deliverance within each sup
Do I deserve to take it now
As the water climbs above my brow
I feel it should be earnt somehow
Not taken cheaply in the final hour
When I wake up my breath takes ease
The water lies around my knees
No need to fear the rising sea
At least not immediately
Yet I feel the need to find the grail
They may call me paravail
But I'll venture down a lonesome trail
And seek the man that bore the nail
And seek the man that bore the nail