Here is the ocean to balance all your tears
The red desert valley and the wide black river
Shore to shore, my love
Shore to shore
Here is copper to fire your autumn eyes
The eight-point star with its broken wings
And all abandoned things, my love
My love
Even the willow’s saddest lullaby
And the shadow that sings behind
The graces called down the nightingale, my love
The ocean, my love, was not enough
The nightingale rose, but her song could not
And the graces called them all back home, my love
My love
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