There's an island hidden in the sound

Lapping currents lay your boat to ground

Affix your barb and bayonet



The curlews carve their arabesques

And sorrow fills the silence all around

Come and see



There's a harbor lost within the reeds

A jetty caught in over-hanging trees

Among the bones of cormorants

No boot mark here, nor finger prints



The rivers roll down to a soundless sea

Come and see

Come and see



The tides will come and go

With this bare waking eye

Who rose like the wind

Though we know for sure



Amidst this fading light

We'll not go home again

Come and see

Come and see



In the lowlands, nestled in the heat

A brier cradle rocks its babe to sleep

Its contents watched by sycorax



And [unverified] in parallax

A foretold rumbling sounds below the deep

Come and see

Come and see



The tides will come and go

Witnessed by no waking eye

Who rose like the wind

Though we know for sure



Amidst this fading light

We'll not go home again

Come and see

Come and see



As I was rambled down by the water

I spied in sable, the landlord's daughter

Produced my pistol, then my saber

To make no whistle or thou will be murdered



She cursed, she shivered, she cried for mercy

My gold and silver, if thou will release me

I'll take no gold, miss, I'll take no silver

I'll take those sweet lips, and I'll deliver



I will dress your eyelids

With dimes upon your eyes

Laying close to water

Green your grave will rise



Go to sleep, little ugly

Go to sleep you little fool

Forty-winking in the belfry

You'll not feel the drowning

You'll not feel the drowning



Forget you once had sweethearts

They've forgotten you

Think you not on parents

They've forgotten too



Go to sleep now, little ugly

Go to sleep now you little fool

Forty-winking in the belfry

You'll not feel the drowning

You'll not feel the drowning



Go to sleep little ugly

Go to sleep little fool

Forty-winking in the belfry

You'll not feel the drowning

You'll not feel the drowning



Hear you now, the captain

Heed his sorrowed cry

Weight upon your eyelids

As dimes laid on your eyes