Come And See by Decemberists
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
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