The Sun On The Sea-Wave by Totem Of The Heart Lyrics
The sun on the sea-wave
Shines bright as her moon
Her sweet-torn velvet dress
Lays padded to earth's meagre ribs
It draws its length along,
Like the genii
From her soft, earthen pot
Her fingers play the mandolin,
Gently strumming
Her voice is in the round
Where a lamp of deathless beauty,
Shines upon the west,
Whilst her fond
Lags behind hours,
That of bliss
Flamed like a fire,
Churned like her seasons,
She runs, almost naked
In the valley of her meadows unfurled
Fireworks!
Lit upon the shores of New Year’s harbour
Angelic wings
That kindle from the depths of her beauty
Her feathers spread
Regulated precisely like her wind
Delicately breezed upon her solitary silence
Flustered by her purpose
Perplexed by her maturity
Shines bright as her moon
Her sweet-torn velvet dress
Lays padded to earth's meagre ribs
It draws its length along,
Like the genii
From her soft, earthen pot
Her fingers play the mandolin,
Gently strumming
Her voice is in the round
Where a lamp of deathless beauty,
Shines upon the west,
Whilst her fond
Lags behind hours,
That of bliss
Flamed like a fire,
Churned like her seasons,
She runs, almost naked
In the valley of her meadows unfurled
Fireworks!
Lit upon the shores of New Year’s harbour
Angelic wings
That kindle from the depths of her beauty
Her feathers spread
Regulated precisely like her wind
Delicately breezed upon her solitary silence
Flustered by her purpose
Perplexed by her maturity