Long For The Sea
© J.P. Cormier



There's a sparrow in the treetop, singing out my name
He says he'll only learn the rules,
when they decide to change the game
There's a man down in the chapel, calling out to me
And my tired old bones, long for the sea
 
1
They made us a promise, they wouldn't keep
We poured out our life's blood, there in the deep
Many's the devil's wave was sprayed upon my brow
The fishing was good, but look at me now
The snow falls gently, in the fold of my jeans
How can I be a man, when they take away your means

I keep a hand on the bottle, and my back to the wind
A cold and lonely day, coming down again
 
There's a sparrow in the treetop, singing out my name
He says he'll only learn the rules,
when they decide to change the game
There's a man down in the chapel, calling out to me
And my tired old bones, long for the sea
 
2
I had a boat down in Dover, built just for me,
But they closed up the narrows, put a padlock on the sea
So now I wander the streets of a dead fishing town
Watching an angry tide, beat the coastline down
There's a hall just out in Mabou, where we all used to go
Our pockets lined with silver, from filling up the holds
But now the place is dark and silent, dust upon the floor
Probably only ghosts, ever dance there any more
 
There's a sparrow in the treetop, singing out my name
He says he'll only learn the rules,
when they decide to change the game
There's a man down in the chapel, I sure hope he prays for me
And my tired old bones, long for the sea
And my children grow, never knowing the sea!

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