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Can you hear me, sailor?
I am singing you the sea
The tide rushing in, full and thick in the morning
I sing you the grey mist before dawn, the song of the gulls,
Can you hear me singing?
I am singing you the white caps
And the blown splume of brothers down below
I sing you the knife edge of the wind
That ruffles your hair and bites at your skin
Can you hear me, sailor?
I am singing you the stories
Of all the deep places
Where light does not go
Where we light our own way with our glow
And our voices echo in the rocks
Can you hear me singing?
I am singing of fortunes found and lost
Of joy and sorrow and pain
I sing you the flotsam washed up on the beaches
And the heated sands of the shore
Can you hear me, sailor?
I sing you the shells
To hold to your ear, and listen to my song
And their broken loves underfoot
I sing you life, and love, and loss
And new beginnings in the waves
Hear me sing.
I am singing you the sea
The tide rushing in, full and thick in the morning
I sing you the grey mist before dawn, the song of the gulls,
Can you hear me singing?
I am singing you the white caps
And the blown splume of brothers down below
I sing you the knife edge of the wind
That ruffles your hair and bites at your skin
Can you hear me, sailor?
I am singing you the stories
Of all the deep places
Where light does not go
Where we light our own way with our glow
And our voices echo in the rocks
Can you hear me singing?
I am singing of fortunes found and lost
Of joy and sorrow and pain
I sing you the flotsam washed up on the beaches
And the heated sands of the shore
Can you hear me, sailor?
I sing you the shells
To hold to your ear, and listen to my song
And their broken loves underfoot
I sing you life, and love, and loss
And new beginnings in the waves
Hear me sing.