The Crane Wives
Of Everlong
Out of the ocean, over the harbor
Lay no sons and lay no daughters
Among the mountains of everlong
'Twas there I wrote me a sad, sad song
And if my lover will not heed it
Take my voice and take my spirit
Leave me weakened and dig my hole
Only my lover, not I, can keep my soul
Only my lover, not I, can keep my soul