The Beaches of Lampedusa
Crashing waves over the rail onto your feet but nothing to drink The knights of Malta, the poet of Lesbos, the monster of Crete, did you ever think You would take any old shore, any damn hill, anywhere else Cell phone in a plastic bag, a couple of bills, a vision of hell That guy keeps stopping by, asking if you've sent money yet But all I have is this photo of you smiling too hard the week that you left All of the time, the sirens are on I'm out of my mind every day that you're gone Hey, there's a ship on the way Hey, there's a ship on the way Hey, there's a ship on the way Hey, there's a ship on the way When the rescuers come like an angelic wind And you make it to Malmo and we're together again And the heavens above favor all that we've done I will give you my love, I will give you a son That day in the village, I was your bride That night in the safe house, both of us cried If you don't see me again, at least you know I was true If the universe ends, I will be happy with you |