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song to the siren
composer
Tim Buckley, Larry Beckett
publisher
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Rehearsal #1:
Long afloat on shipless oceans,
I did all my best to smile.
'Til your loving eyes and fingers,
Drew me loving to your eyes.
And you sang: "Sail to me, sail to me, come back tomorrow.
Here I am, here I am, waiting to hold you."
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you here when I was frightened?
Now my foolish boat is leaning,
Your broken love lies up your rocks.
And you sail, sail to me, come sail to me, come back tomorrow.
"Oh my heart, Oh my heart shines from the sorrow."
Shines from the soul.
Oh my heart.
Oh my heart.
Shines from the soul.
Well, I'm puzzled as the newborn child,
I am troubed at the tide.
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or should I lie with death my bride?
And you sail, sail to me, come sail to me, come back tomorrow.
Oh hear my heart, my heart, waiting to hold you.
Waiting to hold you.
Here I am, waiting to hold you.
Shine through the darkness.
Shine your light on me.
Shine your light on me.
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Long afloat on shipless oceans,
I did all my best to smile.
'Til your singing eyes and fingers,
Drew me loving to your isle.
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 hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning,
Broken lovelorn on your rocks.
For you sing: "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow,"
"Oh my heart, Oh my heart shines from the sorrow."
I am puzzled as the newborn child,
I am troubed at the tide.
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Should 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."
Freedom is a priviledge nobody rides for free.
Look around the world baby it cannot be denied,
Why we're always on the wrong side.
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