Delilah

On your tramp ship at sea, I swear to the night, you won’t hear from me, like a chain saw, buzzing with lies, they hang your cabin door, my lost fidelity, between moon and sky, can you wonder why from the earth's poor, my terrible cries , raise the ocean's floor, you’ll see me in weeds, my lips blue tight, then you’ll be free, for now on the shore, I’ll do what's right, there’ll be no furore, you'll fear my eyes.