Claude Buchanan - The sea we cross over - текст песни (слова)

The sea we cross over and over. 
 Tides turning on gold and sheep. 
 On rain. On sand.
 On earth the fallen lie beneath. 
 On geography. 
 On women standing, Matilda waltzing. 
 On people of gardens and movement.
 On trade and union.
 This sea is a bridge of faith. 
 This sea we are contained and moved by.