Wednesday, 16 December 2009

A city by the sea

Little john went to the shore
To see all the ladies, riding on boards
An old man came and took him away
Old man Ocean, he stays the same way

Mother Mary came to me, asking what was meant to be
But I didn't know what to say, so I just sent her on her way
Joseph came the very next day, asking what he was meant to say
To a wife, who'd never belong to him

Dressed in white, she went to the ball
Dressed in envy, were all those who saw
The light shining from her, tiara crown
That light still shines on now, but down in the ground

Star cross'd lovers, went strolling through town
Not looking for trouble, but surely they found
A man who wanted, to watch the world burn
A man who wanted, nothing returned

We searched for days for these lost souls
But nothing came of my broken toes
Nothing more than lines drawn in the sand
Mothers asked me what went wrong
Fathers came to sing this song
No ones knows what happened to this land

This once great land
Now lines in sand
This once great land
Now nothing more than my, great lines in the sand

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