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The Blind Captain

from Birds Fly by The Sunmoth

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lyrics

sing a little song for me, billie
something bitter and sweet
to keep me company
when the dark shadows grow
and the lights are all low
and i don´t have no place to go -
sing a little song for me

at the end of the line
one light left to shine
all the tethers untangled
nothing divine
his long white hair is flowing in the wind
and the oar in his hand it may be his last friend
the blind captain sees the gloom within
you´d believe he don´t stand a chance to win
hapless he may seem
but he still has a dream
he know someone somewhere is waiting for him
so sing a little song for me

sing a little song for me, billie
something bitter and sweet
to keep me company
when the dark shadows grow
and the night is cold
and i don´t have nobody to hold -
sing a little song for me

the veilled beauty sees the strange in the room
she bends down on her knees
and she kisses his wounds
the thorns in his side
well, they are her price
for doing her duty, and losing her pride
and the pins in the chrysalis
have diamonds on their top
the joke´s on sisyphus
for trying to speak the untold
and she washes her hands in a golden bassin
yes she knows no river´s too small
to drown yourself in

sing a little song for me, billie
something bitter and sweet
to keep me company
when the dark shadows grow
and the sun´s sinking low
and i don´t have no place to go -
sing a little song for me ..

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from Birds Fly, released July 3, 2016

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The Sunmoth Giessen, Germany

The Nymph only could repeat, the Beloved were transfixed on their reflection. Quite tragic really - quite funny, too.
Krautrock, Americana - who cares: all of it is music.

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