Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed

Lie still, sleep becalmed Lie still, sleep becalmed Sufferer with the wound in the throat Sufferer with the wound in the throat Burning and turning All night afloat On the silent sea We have heard the sound That came from the wound wrapped in the salt sheet Under the mile off moon, we trembled listening To the sea, to the sea sound flowing like blood from the loud wound And when the salt sheet broke in a storm of singing The voices of all the drowned swam on the wind Open a pathway through the slow sad sail Throw wide to the wind the gates of the wandering boat For my voyage to begin to the end of my wound We heard the sea sound sing, we saw the salt sheet tell Lie still, lie still, lie still, sleep becalmed, hide the mouth in the throat Lie still, lie still Sleep becalmed, hide the mouth in the throat Or we shall obey, or we shall obey, to ride with you We shall obey, we shall obey, and ride with you Ride, ride, ride, we shall obey and ride with you And ride with you, and ride with you Through the drowned Through the drowned Drowned Drowned Through Through We shall obey the drowned of Falkland The drowned of Falkland, we shall obey