Decemberists - The Landlords Daughter

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There's an island hidden in the sound

Lapping currents lay your boat to ground

Fix 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

Won't you 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

You come and see, come and see



In the lowlands nestled in the heat

A brier cradle rocks it's babe to sleep

Its contents watched by Sycorax

And paragon in parallax

A foretold rumbling sounds below the deep

You 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

So make no whistle or thou will be murdered

Love, love



She cursed, she shivered, she cried for mercy

"My gold and silver if thou will release me"

Oh, love, love



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

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

Oh, love, love



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 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



Hear you now the captain, heed his sorrowed cry

"Weight upon your eyelids is dimes laid on your eyes'€



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