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An owl hoots |
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The moon searches from the sky |
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Pierced with its sister stars |
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And the mermen of the lea |
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Sing their silken song to me |
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Curling down the dark wind in green lane |
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Calling me back |
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To the blissed black lonely field seas |
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Oh let me swim with you this night alone |
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The mermen of the lea |
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Oh sing your silken song to me |
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Far from the lantern swaying |
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Summer dusk, your seaweed breath |
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Screams brine out of the bay |
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Your reaching arms and eyes |
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Caress and leave the sleeping |
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Like horses leap the narrow thistled fields |
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Oh mermen of the lea |
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Sing your silken song to me |
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As your far off seas careen the ships |
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Oh mermen of the lea |
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Curling the black winds through the trees |
