#skirmish #dark #war #folk #magic

Well, it sure needs a better demo, but you can see from the lyrics what I was trying to sing from :)

Beaches of Noordwijk, Netherlands. Pill boxes covered up. Glowing tides that trace your feet at night. Combine the two and curse.

The Glowing Tide Jemma Kline

A A B C D D C C C C A C D B They say that you can find them, on the darkest night of May, Am F6 Am Em B A B C D C A A B C D E F E The glitter trails that chase you, as you’re racing through the bay. Am F Am E E G F E E G E E These wil-o-wisps will race ahead, Fmaj9 Am7 E E D C A C D C And never let you catch your breath, Fmaj7 Am C C A C D C A A A C C C C B Until at last you stumble, into sandy salty spray. Fmaj7 Am E

B E E E C These shores remember, Am C C C C In springtime sun, C C C C D C The guard posts waiting, Dm7 C C C B For war to come. E And still the ghosts are watching, when the moon is tucked away,

Their whispered words still echo, that is what the stories say,

Though boarded up, concrete inside, The spirit of that evil hides, In seaside tombs still lingers, in the sandy salty spray.

These shores remember, In springtime sun, The guard posts waiting, For war to come.

A shade, too dark A past, too stark, Their names must not be spoken, Again.

These shores remember, In springtime sun, The guard posts waiting, For war to come.