Robert Two

Tell me, tell me why, they treat you like a seer, my lips dance in delight, you command a beautiful air, bells ring out the night, candle scent and myrrh, who says we all die, no call for siren's tears, demands we have to try, life contains its flair, a proud engineer, our praise held in tight, I walk like a man gone by, through the city's fear, so hot it seems to fry, will they find our lair, songs for all their ears, do we have a care, this ship is full of iron, they love orators here, in darkness a green lullaby, a soul comes to share.