Nearer to God you are than me
Because you paid the fee
Nearer to all the things that matter
Nearer to all the things that flatter your sense, your sense of belonging
Brighter than stars are you that rise in the morning
Bringer of tribes are you that drive in the morning
One by one they line up in front of you
Line line line up in front of you
Someone taps you on the shoulder
And says "What is everybody lined up for?
What is everybody lined up for?
What is everybody lined up for?"
Tides arising, get up to get
Tides arising, it lifts all boats
Tides arising, get up to get
Tides arising, it lifts all boats
Who are you the night time pretend to be
Who are you the night time pretend to be
Who are you tonight's star intend to be
Who are you tonight's star intend to be
Fading, and you're fading, you're fading
Making subtle but effective refinements to their reggae-infused funk sound, New Zealand's L.A.B. exude confidence with every groove. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 13, 2021