The Green Pajamas

Seven Fathoms Down And Falling
 
Seven fathoms down and falling
Off the marble shore
While above the tempest's howling
Though I hear no more

I'm falling, falling
  (come to me)
I'm falling, falling
  (come to me)
 
Seven fathoms down and falling
Toward the swirling gloom
I hear her song, I hear her calling
From her watery room

I'm breathing, breathing
  (come to me)
I'm breathing, breathing
  (come to me)

Swallowed in the sweet abyss
This drear September morn
To the nocturne's velvet kiss,
And Glass Town nevermore

Seven fathoms down and falling
Toward her dark address
Toward her mad and wild eyes
And her cold caress

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by Jeff Kelly
 c-1999 St Brigid Publishing