paroles de chanson Into the Seas - Nor Elle
Tide
up,
twisted...
eyes
like
coal
still
glowing
in
the
ashes
of
ruin...
Ahab
lifts
up
to
the
clearness
of
the
morn...
his
splintered
helmet
of
a
brow.
This
glad,
this
happy
air,
this
winsome
sky,
at
last
seems
almost
to
dissolve
that
cankerous
beating
in
his
heart.
The
cruel
step-mother
world...
now
thows
affectionate
arms
around
that...
stubborn
neck.
Old
Ahab
drops
a
tear
into
the
Sea.
Not
as
the
vast
Pacific
hold
such
wealth...
as
that
one
drop.
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