The Scarlet Tide

[ti:The Scarlet Tide] [ar:Alison Krauss] [al:A Hundred Miles Or More: A Col] [offset:0] When I recall his parting words Must I accept his fate Or take myself far from this place I thought I heard a black bell toll A little bird did sing Man has no choice When he wants every thing We'll rise above the scarlet tide That trickles down through the mountain And separates the widow from the bride Man goes beyond his own decision Gets caught in a mechanism And swindlers who works like kings And broke those who break everything The dark of night was swiftly fading Close to the dawn of day Why would I want him just to lose him again We'll rise above the scarlet tide That trickles down through the mountain And separates the widow from the bride We'll rise above the scarlet tide That trickles down through the mountain And separates the widow from the bride