Cursing the Sea - September Girls

He takes his time

Lays her bare on beam ends

Parts the tide

and floats her away

Against the sun

Towards celestial beacon

Lost souls defined

at the breaking of day

Cursing the sea

Salty lips call to thee

Whispers in vain

The season’s gone

The bed’s so cold without him

She sings her song

above the waves

Stars that shine

Light the way for lovers

Left behind

and far, far away

Cursing the sea

Salty lips call to thee

Whispers in vain