Song for a Siren

There is a ship
Its sails were like two hearts beating, and
Its pace was like two wrists pulsing…
To a compass that fell silent
At the sound of song
And sometimes it sailed by the wind
Sometimes it sailed by the stars
Sometimes it sailed by the captain’s map
But it always sailed her into his arms
Again
There is a ship
That foundered in storms
The anchor was missing, and
The whisky was whistling
A ditty of shame and sin
And sometimes it sailed by the wind
Sometimes it sailed by the stars
Sometimes it sailed by the captain’s map
But it always sailed her into his arms
Again
There is a ship
It’s been moored for too long
And the crew is long gone
The first mate took them with him
To seek a treasure, oh! forbidden
And sometimes it sailed by the wind
Sometimes it sailed by the stars
Sometimes it sailed by the captain’s map
But it always sailed her into his arms
But the birds sang over the sails,
Yes the birds sang over the sails
And the birds sang over the sails
And the wind cried mutiny
There is a ship
That sails in green waters
And it steers by a light of gold
And far below, the mermen are singing
To the sailors who come and go
And sometimes it sails by the wind
Sometimes it sails by the stars
Sometimes it sails by the captain’s map
But it will never sail me into your arms
Again, again, again