By Joel Shaw
Written March-August '95

There's only one way out of here and that is through the door you came
Trouble came and went, and now seems that you must do the same
It's just an act of faith, just another act that you put on
But you hesitate, because your audience is gone

(Chorus)
The tide is turning
Can't you feel the churning?
You're falling
Can't you hear me calling after you?

If I had one or two regrets I'd share them all but since I don't
We'll have to compromise, but you refuse you say you won't
And that's your sacrifice, you make yours and I'll make mine
But when you roll the dice, you'll find you've lost your betting line

Chorus

There's only one way out of here and that is through the door you came
But that exit's covered, and so you're trapped in this domain
No time for conversation, no time to set everyone straight
You feel a new sensation, and that's because you've taken the bait

(Chorus)
The tide is turning
Can't you feel the churning?
Momentum is shifting
Still you're stuck in transition
Tension is mounting
Every second you're counting
You're falling
Can't you hear me calling after you?