Searching for the salty stinging
I find myself breathing deeply
The same lament I keep singing
While caged, I flutter weakly
"Beyond the hill, beyond the glen
Beyond the plains, beyond the fen
I hear her voice lilt and sway
And all my pain is washed away
She sings secrets no man may tell
Through the modest magic of a shell
Between the land, beneath the sky
O lover hear my lonesome cry
Sing out to me, the song of the sea
Draw me out where I should be
Among the waves, among the spray
Not in the cove, nor in the bay
Take me where I am free
Sing me back to the sea"
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
Searching for the salty stinging
I find myself breathing deeply
The same lament I keep singing
While caged, I flutter weakly
"Beyond the hill, beyond the glen
Beyond the plains, beyond the fen
I hear her voice lilt and sway
And all my pain is washed away
She sings secrets no man may tell
Through the modest magic of a shell
Between the land, beneath the sky
O lover hear my lonesome cry
Sing out to me, the song of the sea
Draw me out where I should be
Among the waves, among the spray
Not in the cove, nor in the bay
Take me where I am free
Sing me back to the sea"
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