thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] when life gives you lemons, ask for salt and tequilla. [unknown]


April 28, 2008

song to the siren

on the floating, shapeless oceans
idid all my best to smile
'til your singing eyes and fingers
drew me loving into your eyes.

and you sang "sail to me, sail to me;
let me enfold you."

here i am, here i am waiting to hold you.
did i dream you dreamed about me?
were you here when i was full sail?

now my foolish boat is leaning, broken love lost on your rocks.
for you sang, "touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow."
oh my heart, oh my heart shies from the sorrow.
i'm as puzzled as a newborn child.
i'm as riddled as the tide.
should i stand amid the breakers?
or shall i lie with death my bride?

hear me sing: "swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you."
"here i am. here i am, waiting to hold you."

song to the siren, cover of tim buckley by this mortal coil in the album it'll end in tears, 1984 #2

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