The Wreckers
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Huge moments of surprise, that leave you wrecked
The wreckers, on the old, black, cornish rocks
When there was no moonlight
And hard storms pushed the waves and winds to treachery
Would light their lamps to lure the ships ashore
And ships, who thought that they were safe
And lights were there to guide them home, would run aground
All hands lost and stolen, by the cold sea
To share the good times is to share the bad timΠ΅s
To share the joy in the finΠ΅-wine-times
Is to drink the wine down to the bottom of the glass
Where things are bitter
I will not ask for any glass to pass from me
There are no accidents, or possibly there are
But things happen because of their nature
And there is no arguing with nature
For she is wise and innocent and cruel
And rage and hurt and pain and blood are hers
So we build rituals of mourning and acceptance
To walk us through the nights of tears and pain
But Nature lost a daughter
Who remains six seeds of pomegranate dead today
Three things I send you
First, I send these words, that you may use them as a pool of ink
To see yourself reflected, or see another in
To see far-away things, so you do not forget to dream
And then I send you pain
A small pain to whisper to your pain and keep it company
And last, I send a smile, that it might serve you well
And you may hold it in a time when smiles are scarce
Remembering the moonlight on the water
The wreckers, on the old, black, cornish rocks
When there was no moonlight
And hard storms pushed the waves and winds to treachery
Would light their lamps to lure the ships ashore
And ships, who thought that they were safe
And lights were there to guide them home, would run aground
All hands lost and stolen, by the cold sea
To share the good times is to share the bad timΠ΅s
To share the joy in the finΠ΅-wine-times
Is to drink the wine down to the bottom of the glass
Where things are bitter
I will not ask for any glass to pass from me
There are no accidents, or possibly there are
But things happen because of their nature
And there is no arguing with nature
For she is wise and innocent and cruel
And rage and hurt and pain and blood are hers
So we build rituals of mourning and acceptance
To walk us through the nights of tears and pain
But Nature lost a daughter
Who remains six seeds of pomegranate dead today
Three things I send you
First, I send these words, that you may use them as a pool of ink
To see yourself reflected, or see another in
To see far-away things, so you do not forget to dream
And then I send you pain
A small pain to whisper to your pain and keep it company
And last, I send a smile, that it might serve you well
And you may hold it in a time when smiles are scarce
Remembering the moonlight on the water
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:26.82] Huge moments of surprise, that leave you wrecked
[00:35.06] The wreckers, on the old, black, cornish rocks
[00:39.58] When there was no moonlight
[00:41.44] And hard storms pushed the waves and winds to treachery
[00:46.36] Would light their lamps to lure the ships ashore
[00:50.95] And ships, who thought that they were safe
[00:53.49] And lights were there to guide them home, would run aground
[00:58.52] All hands lost and stolen, by the cold sea
[01:19.87] To share the good times is to share the bad timΠ΅s
[01:25.18] To share the joy in the finΠ΅-wine-times
[01:29.95] Is to drink the wine down to the bottom of the glass
[01:34.97] Where things are bitter
[01:37.70] I will not ask for any glass to pass from me
[01:42.28] There are no accidents, or possibly there are
[01:47.23] But things happen because of their nature
[01:50.71] And there is no arguing with nature
[01:53.48] For she is wise and innocent and cruel
[01:56.96] And rage and hurt and pain and blood are hers
[02:11.53] So we build rituals of mourning and acceptance
[02:19.20] To walk us through the nights of tears and pain
[02:27.86] But Nature lost a daughter
[02:31.61] Who remains six seeds of pomegranate dead today
[02:37.55]
[02:47.27] Three things I send you
[02:50.01] First, I send these words, that you may use them as a pool of ink
[02:55.47] To see yourself reflected, or see another in
[02:59.39] To see far-away things, so you do not forget to dream
[03:07.49] And then I send you pain
[03:09.98] A small pain to whisper to your pain and keep it company
[03:18.41] And last, I send a smile, that it might serve you well
[03:24.93] And you may hold it in a time when smiles are scarce
[03:34.62] Remembering the moonlight on the water
[03:39.02]
[00:35.06] The wreckers, on the old, black, cornish rocks
[00:39.58] When there was no moonlight
[00:41.44] And hard storms pushed the waves and winds to treachery
[00:46.36] Would light their lamps to lure the ships ashore
[00:50.95] And ships, who thought that they were safe
[00:53.49] And lights were there to guide them home, would run aground
[00:58.52] All hands lost and stolen, by the cold sea
[01:19.87] To share the good times is to share the bad timΠ΅s
[01:25.18] To share the joy in the finΠ΅-wine-times
[01:29.95] Is to drink the wine down to the bottom of the glass
[01:34.97] Where things are bitter
[01:37.70] I will not ask for any glass to pass from me
[01:42.28] There are no accidents, or possibly there are
[01:47.23] But things happen because of their nature
[01:50.71] And there is no arguing with nature
[01:53.48] For she is wise and innocent and cruel
[01:56.96] And rage and hurt and pain and blood are hers
[02:11.53] So we build rituals of mourning and acceptance
[02:19.20] To walk us through the nights of tears and pain
[02:27.86] But Nature lost a daughter
[02:31.61] Who remains six seeds of pomegranate dead today
[02:37.55]
[02:47.27] Three things I send you
[02:50.01] First, I send these words, that you may use them as a pool of ink
[02:55.47] To see yourself reflected, or see another in
[02:59.39] To see far-away things, so you do not forget to dream
[03:07.49] And then I send you pain
[03:09.98] A small pain to whisper to your pain and keep it company
[03:18.41] And last, I send a smile, that it might serve you well
[03:24.93] And you may hold it in a time when smiles are scarce
[03:34.62] Remembering the moonlight on the water
[03:39.02]