by tyler stenson © 2007 — ASCAP
Little boat—big ‘ol sea—
Scent of a storm on the breeze.
Built to float—we are not—
Deep breath before we sink.
These days come wave upon wave.
But we hold the line.
We hold the line.
Sleep, for tomorrow we rise.
Bye and bye, Clementine.
It’s a battle hymn for the days:
Stock up on Bravery and Grace.
And live it so when you go
St. Peter tries to disguise the tears of pride
Rollin’ bittersweet down his face.
These days come wave upon wave.
But we hold the line.
We hold the line.
Sleep, for tomorrow we rise.
Bye and bye, Clementine.
These days come wave upon wave.
But we hold the line.
We hold the line.
Fight, for tomorrow we die.
Bye and bye, Clementine.
(Dream of stars tonight.)
Bye and bye, Clementine.
Child, don’t let ‘em get in.
Stay wild. Only live what you believe in.
Let your heart just beat to the battle hymn.