A Tale Untold - Robin Trower

Ain’t no lights around this harbour

The sea has turned and gone to bed

And far off cries the lonely siren

Or is that voice within my head

Right or wrong I know what she was saying

Cried out in her heart such a lovely face

Behind her eyes the sun is dying

Maybe the moon can take it’s place

Out there ships upon the winds are dancing

Tired old hands the sails unfold

Around their eyes the wind is sighing

Maybe the end, a tale untold

Around their eyes the wind is sighing

Maybe the end, a tale untold