(sounds like dirt xxvi) let me enfold you

long afloat on shipless oceans
i did all my best to smile
'til your singing eyes and fingers
drew me loving to your isle
and you sang
sail to me
sail to me
let me enfold you
here i am
here i am
waiting to hold you

did i dream you dreamed about me?
were you hare when i was fox?
now my foolish boat is leaning
broken lovelorn on your rocks,
for you sing, 'touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow
o my heart, o my heart shies from the sorrow'

i am puzzled as the newborn child
i am troubled at the tide
should i stand amid your breakers?
should i lie with death my bride?
hear me sing, 'swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you
here i am, here i am, waiting to hold you'

tim buckley, larry beckett, this mortal coil (cocteau twins), david lynch
image, j.m.w. turner as rothko looking at the sea