Victorian Brickwork

Call up the boys, call them now
Time to bring them home
They will call if they want to.

Fog hampered the search
Lost at sea, lost in the water.

He told me many stories of the great ones
Lights might bring them home
Everyday they put the boats out
But not this day.

Fog hampered the search
Now great shock diamonds fill the sky
And the deep...

Lost in the low light
And ocean tides
The love you never meant to hide
Low light and ocean tides
The love you never meant to hide, no.

Too far south, misplaced in my home town
The Victorian brickwork, weathered but unchanged.

Lost in low light and ocean tide
The love you never meant to hide
Low light at the ocean tides
The love you never meant to hide, no.

As the waves make toward a distant shore
As the last words are spoken into a rising storm
Falling away.

Lost in low lights, and the ocean tides
The love you never meant to hide
Low light and the ocean tides
The love you never meant to hide
You never meant to hide, no.

He showed me many places, made me many things
Carry me back home, as if lost on the water
He told me many stories of the great ones
Lights might bring them home
Everyday they put the boats out
But not this day.

Now I know who I am
I know what I mean and I know where I came from
From the sea.

Lost in low light and ocean tides
The love you never meant to hide
Low light and ocean tides
The love you never meant to hide
You never meant to hide.