Annie Lenox:
Into the West
Lay down
Your sweet and weary head.
Night is falling,
You have come to Journey's End.
Sleep now,
And dream of the ones who came before:
They are calling,
From across the distant shore.
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away,
Safe in my arms.
You're only sleeping.
What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea, a pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home.
Dawn will turn, to silver glass
A light on the water, all souls pass.
Hope fades, into the World of Night
Through shadows falling, out of memory and time.
Don't say: we have come now to the end.
White Shores are calling
You and I will leave again.
And you'll be here in my arms
just sleeping.
What can you see, on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea, a pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home.
And dawn will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
grey ships pass
into the West. | |
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