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The Golden Boy That Was Swallowed by the Sea

Swans

Various Failures 1988-1992

1999

the sea
The golden boy swallowed by the sea

And love is sometimes violent
And violence has no constraint
And I can see inside you
Yes I can feel what

of the beholder
I hold on to dreams and visions, stop, look, and listen
And you will find the true colors of life within the prism

You can't stop the unstoppable,

Walk the road 

CHORUS

Like a breeze on the sea, it's the highest that I've flown
From a seed to a tree now I feel that I have grown
My seed is

Hey!
(Oh we back)
(Prism Tribe, worldwide, southside, everywhere)

See it all so clearly from every class of the plane
Took a little pain on my

working
Deeper than the ocean floor and sea urchin
Thought I found God but he told me keep searching

All I wanted was an answer for
All the things I was

rites for human-kind.
From their ashes, a cimmerian nebulae rose
and engulfed the goat-forsaken fields
of the devil's dead earth.
a shroud woven by

sixty-nines while the drama got us ninety-sixin'
Doing naughtier things than a politician 
Sea fishin for all that gold gone missing 
You been mine since

All I want is to know you rhythm by rhythm
And I want to see you through the point of a prism
This mental vision grows larger every day
So why don't

You're cured, now pure, hidden dimension, dreaming
What's mine is yours, interconnected feelings
Tied by umbilical, the seasons are cyclical
We lay

Productive days

Success got seductive ways
My skin hits in reluctant waves
See more sea more
Get a crash course
Feed you knowledge full course
Then I start

skin
Light glowing through the prism

Under the bed are gears
Won't think of this for years

Tube to collar by safety pin
Keeping fed, light on his head

conquered by death
Now pulverized
Adrift on unknown seas,
Traversing waters black,
No compass, no sextant,
No hope of coming back,
A field of infinite depth,

nature
But I saw hope in me by the open sea

Myths are playing out on me in front of my eyes
Coming one with everything before I'm in flight
Stranded

Torch ya thrones, diable still watch
Horns look like thorns on armored friage
Respect the triage, that benz used to be a fiat
Columbian seas bring yachts,

Brown focus  
Kneeling stoking  
hot coals  
Hanging around starlight  
prisms  
Cacti abundant  
 
But I  
don't mind the work  
 
Or fire me into

turned water to wine?
Jesus is the Pope
That guides us through the arc
And gives us hope
Like a celestial spark

The ark of the covenant
Is protected
By

You sleep in deep under foggy sky
And like morning glory lives and dies
One day is enough
One wink at the sun
Diamond in sea stone cut prism
Cut by

people out the trap or the prisons
Talkin' with my daughter, I learned to listen
She's studyin' law, I told her, "make firm decisions,"
This is a prism

a pill
Never stop, sometimes I wanna chill
Create an art cause I wanna be fulfilled
We come from a place where the hills meet the sea
The best things in

a forgery
Yet none of my foes are affording me
No sale, dont fail, prevail and sail on seas of drones who tell tall tales
Suppressed by Pay, Hola to your

Cruel Sister [Live]

Pentangle

One More Road & Live 1994

2007

There lived a lady by the North Sea shore
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
Two daughters were the babes she bore
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

What the sea provides, the sea takes away
We'll remember them still, on Boxing Day

Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far far beneath the abysmal sea

through to see you
Teased out
Bright snares about

Bright monsters of the sea and sky
Answer then vanish in the light
Doomed souls by
Hearth and home

I need the moments from my life to stay clear in my mind
Of the harsh sea how it whispered upon the reef
And when all is not yet completely lost
Try