Raven Girl
CHORUS
Now roam away, my raven girl,
And roam away from me,
And find a typhoon in the sky,
And find the howling sea;
And beat your wild and roving wings,
And toss your raven head,
And sing a mad and joyous song,
And leave me with the dead.
The night's a cold and barren place,
The darkness seldom lies;
The wind upon the howling sea
Will lift your feathers high.
The sand that inches from the tide
Will claim the steps I sowed;
The whispers in the ocean deep
Will pick my weary bones.
What murmurs in your raven heart
Have taken you from sleep?
What raging on a foreign shore
Has left me here to weep?
What clashing in the nightmare wind
Has stirred your angry dream?
What thunder on the darkling plain
Has never been forseen?
I long to roam along the seas
And hear the current cry,
I long to blend among the waves
And never question why;
I long to shift above the sands
And never come to rest,
I long for raptures never known
While lying at your breast.
CHORUS
Now roam away, my raven girl,
And roam away from me,
And find a typhoon in the sky,
And find the howling sea;
And beat your wild and roving wings,
And toss your raven head,
And sing a mad and joyous song,
And leave me with the dead.
Now roam away, my raven girl,
And roam away from me,
And find a typhoon in the sky,
And find the howling sea;
And beat your wild and roving wings,
And toss your raven head,
And sing a mad and joyous song,
And leave me with the dead.
The night's a cold and barren place,
The darkness seldom lies;
The wind upon the howling sea
Will lift your feathers high.
The sand that inches from the tide
Will claim the steps I sowed;
The whispers in the ocean deep
Will pick my weary bones.
What murmurs in your raven heart
Have taken you from sleep?
What raging on a foreign shore
Has left me here to weep?
What clashing in the nightmare wind
Has stirred your angry dream?
What thunder on the darkling plain
Has never been forseen?
I long to roam along the seas
And hear the current cry,
I long to blend among the waves
And never question why;
I long to shift above the sands
And never come to rest,
I long for raptures never known
While lying at your breast.
CHORUS
Now roam away, my raven girl,
And roam away from me,
And find a typhoon in the sky,
And find the howling sea;
And beat your wild and roving wings,
And toss your raven head,
And sing a mad and joyous song,
And leave me with the dead.
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Farina
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