The Bearing - Siren
Wild at sea,You cannot predict her fury.
If you're unlucky you will hear her
Singing,
Singing,
Playing
Ten go in,
And they will never be seen again.
If you're not careful you will hear them
Crying,
Crying,
Dying.
Such a pretty face -
A terrible waste -
Wonder who he'll leave behind?
Glisten like a jewel,
Play him like a fool,
Wonder why she's so unkind?
Calm at last,
No bones nor tears heal her torture past.
But if you're patient you will hear her
Sleeping,
Sleeping,
Dreaming.
Written by:
Alise Kirtley
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