Antarctica
You've been sitting in the dark
Guarding your heart with empty
Arms and endless eyes
In a cavern of cold you've
Become what you despise
Heartless, still hungry
Lost but not only
Quick it all disappears as the
Rising tide rises again...
***
she's weeping in the back room, baby I won't be gone for long...but she goes on weeping quietly now at my feet, watering my leather and worn shoes with the streams from her cheeks...curls over curls and I kiss her face in the future tense, big blue eyes as wide as the deep...and deep at sea I remember her face I've never seen; fragile as only a child's may be...
***
I only feel the ice accruing on my withered skin, like unwanted dreams, beleaguering...
Herr Luci
Thrice/The Alchemy Index, Vols. I & II, Fire & Water
'The Whaler' <---Click for Youtube song link...
My lover's arms
Well they beg me to stay
I know the stars
They will sweep me away
My daughter's eyes
They are two tiny seas
Whose water will rise
And they will run down her cheeks
Father where do you go?
So far out upon the sea
when are you coming home to me?
Darling, why do you leave?
The north wind begins to blow
Will you be coming home to me?
The boat and the plank
They are all that I know
The sea calls my name
And so I must go
While they still sleep
I slip out the door
How can I leave when my anchor's ashore
Father where do you go?
It's farther than I can see
when are you coming home to me?
Darling, why do you leave?
The north wind begins to blow
Will you be coming home to me?
Friday, May 02, 2008
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This time I think I understand what you mean, no certainty though all enjoyment non the less. This is beautifully expressed and I love the song! The sunshine is calling my name so I must go and meet the rest of my day, I miss you...keep up the good work.
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