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Annie By the Shore
Oh Annie, Annie darling,
you are at my shore again,
I'll gladly hold myself wide open
If you'll but come a-rolling in.
I'll hold fast your far horizon,
won't you be my driftglass bride?
I'm not afraid to dive too deeply,
I hold no terror of the tide.
You're an answer, I'm the riddle, won't you have me to hold?
Annie, dear Annie, you won't dance here alone.
For my skin has always known you,
my magic rises to your touch,
I will ever try to hold you,
though the current be too much.
There's a distance to your kissing,
hesitation in your hand
The darkness in your drowning eyes
forgets the hope of land.
Will you stay here? Will you love me? Will you call me your home?
Oh Annie, dear Annie, you'll not lie here alone.
I know you love me Annie,
I feel it thunder in your heart,
But whose hand was raised against you,
whose knife teases us apart?
What killing winter broke you,
whose dying sundered you inside?
Can I reach you as you wear away
beneath the lashing tide?
Whose shore do you wait on, does the tide rock their bones?
Oh Annie, dear Annie, you'll not wait there alone.
You've never lied, my Annie,
but you've left your truth untold,
Seafoam secrets spin between us,
and I know your pain is old.
But the sea can trust the shore, mo chroí,
the ocean loves its deeps,
And I'll sing and hold you softly
til what rages in you sleeps.
If I catch you, if I keep you, if I lose you someday,
Oh Annie, dear Annie, I am here anyway.