Slack Tide - Jimmy Buffett

I’ve got a fish on the line

But there won’t be a feast

We’ve got too much in common

And he shall be released

I’ve seen day turn to night

And watched the changin' of seasons

Things don’t just happen

They happen for a reason

Maybe we’ll meet in Exuma

Or down in the Keys

If I catch the right current

Or capture a breeze

Out here conflicts and chaos completely subside

Sailin' back to where I came from

Back to slack tide

Well, I think it’s time to put some snorkels on

Turn your feet into flippers

Have some primal fun

Dance with a stranger in a Mardi Gras parade

Find an empty hammock, take a nap in the shade

You can’t hold back the moon

Can’t stop the ebb and flow

The water still comes and the water still goes

It turns mountains to sand

Gave ol' Noah his big ride

Then he dropped off his passengers

Down at slack tide

I can’t control anybody

Other than myself

Leave those half empty thoughts

High up on the shelf

If you cut me some slack

I’ll return the favor

Open that bottle of fine rum

That together, we will savor

Well, we could use some quiet

We could use a little calm

Find the good in everybody

Share that «one love» balm

Watch the predators and prey

Swim along side by side

'Neath the blue sky and mangroves

Down at slack tide

I wish the whole wide world could swim along

At slack tide

Swim along, swim along, swim along, swim along

At slack tide

Swim along, swim along, swim along, swim along