The Decemberists

The Decemberists - The Island: Come & See / The Landlord's Daughter / You'll Not Feel The Drowning songtekst

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[Come and See] 



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 briar cradle rocks it's babe to sleep 

Its contents watched by Sycorax 

And patagon in paralax 

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 



[The Landlord's Daughter] 



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 



[You'll Not Feel the Drowning] 



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"
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