A white moon appears Like a hole in the sky, The mangroves go quiet. In la brisa de la palma A teenage rasputin Takes the sting from a gin, When a woman learns to walk She’s not dependent anymore A line front her letter may 24 And out on the bay The current is strong A boat can go lost. But I didn’t know someone Could be so lonesome Didn’t know a heart Could be tied up And held for ransom. Until you take your shoes And go outside, stride over stride. Walk to that tide because The door is open wide.
Turned the fan off And went for a walk By the lights down on shield street. The birds in the trees Open their wings ... He goes home again. He dreams resistance, They talk commitment, Things change over long distance. Took the shirt off his back The eyes from his head And left him for dead. But I didn’t know someone Could be so lonesome Didn’t know a heart Could be tied up And held for ransom. Until you take your shoes And go outside, stride over stride, Walk to that tide because The door is open wide.
Little lies, they’ll take your pride. Until you take your shoes And go outside. stride over stride, Walk to that tide because The door is open wide. Stride over stride Walk to that tide. Bye, bye pride. Because the door is open wide. The door is always open wide. The door is always open wide.