Griptide

Born to the birds Born to the gun Born to the ghosts Surround you son But fortunately you were born at all Into these heartache arms Put into warring world It will all fall away To the oceans below I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now In the grip of the riptide I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now 'Til I can't Born to the boys Born to the girls Born to this thread of light That connects us all It will all fall away To the oceans below I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now In the grip by the riptide I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now ‘Till I can't (Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh-hhhh) I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now I'm going to hold you now ‘Till I can't