Sea Calls
Mister, when he kissed her
In a rowboat late that night
Hidden ground where he shaped that mound
Five years alone at night
Sister, blackest fox fur
Wait still with all of your might
In golden grass watching seasons pass
Five years alone at night
And the trees fall and the sea calls
Waves bring us back the bits
And you raise walls and you hoist logs
And you build a home out of it
Bright night, moon at twilight
On two lonely ones down by the shore
Scuffling sound where her paws hit ground
A wild one waiting no more
Sister, when first he saw her
A dark shape, her eyes bright with fright
But as she came, as though she once were tame
His hands found a woman in the night
And the trees fall and the sea calls
Waves bring us back the bits
And you raise walls and you hoist logs
And you build a home out of it
Mister, when he kissed her
In a rowboat late that night
On rolling seas, house glowing through the trees
Oh simplest life, our gifts of the night
And the trees fall and the sea calls
Waves bring us back the bits
And you raise walls and you hoist logs
And you build a home out of it
Out of it
You build a home out it
Trees fall and the sea calls
On the shore
Trees fall and the sea calls
On the shore
In a rowboat late that night
Hidden ground where he shaped that mound
Five years alone at night
Sister, blackest fox fur
Wait still with all of your might
In golden grass watching seasons pass
Five years alone at night
And the trees fall and the sea calls
Waves bring us back the bits
And you raise walls and you hoist logs
And you build a home out of it
Bright night, moon at twilight
On two lonely ones down by the shore
Scuffling sound where her paws hit ground
A wild one waiting no more
Sister, when first he saw her
A dark shape, her eyes bright with fright
But as she came, as though she once were tame
His hands found a woman in the night
And the trees fall and the sea calls
Waves bring us back the bits
And you raise walls and you hoist logs
And you build a home out of it
Mister, when he kissed her
In a rowboat late that night
On rolling seas, house glowing through the trees
Oh simplest life, our gifts of the night
And the trees fall and the sea calls
Waves bring us back the bits
And you raise walls and you hoist logs
And you build a home out of it
Out of it
You build a home out it
Trees fall and the sea calls
On the shore
Trees fall and the sea calls
On the shore
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Writer(s): Laura Brady
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