The morning's here, tides to face
I can't hear you calling, you're out of range
You're out of range, so far away
Over the ocean, the hour awaits
I can feel it coming and there's nothing I won't face
There's no one here, no not a trace
I can feel it turning, what lies in wait
What lies in wait, with no escape
Over the ocean, the hour awaits
I can feel it coming and there's nothing I won't face
So fire away, fire away
I hear voices, by the lake
I hear voices, by the lake
Take me away
Fire away, fire away, fire away, fire away