dcxiv. KENEALLY, Mike (1961- )
from Wing Beat Fantastic
Keneally/Partridge
Mourners in a pious pile
Swept the streetlights north of him
The morning, fervent, burnt his bite
And sent him reeling towards a skim
Kept so buoyant, long and trim
Bobeau tried and tried and tried
To sail the seam life offered him
An omen from his starboard side
Sent him trawling towards Berlin
A friend had called him to swerve in
Hell o'er me, Hell o'er me
Hell o'er me, Hell o'er me
Fell on me, fell on me, fell on me, fell on me
Seventy seas, seventy songs
Carefully please lead me steadily on
Heavenly bees heavily armed
Everyone please give it up, give it up,
Give it up, give it up
Send through the sea a morning embrace
Soul-blessed to me by love
Through Falkensee, breath baited with grace
Arriving outside Hennigsdorf
Friend of the sailor, depend on the sailor
Alight as one
Light as one
Lady's scent, essential alloys
Kneel beneath the dark's cold blade
Not beheaded
From the dock they run and hide
The sailor and his soul's true mate
Clearly, really so alive
Ceremony called in haste
Wailing mourners all erased
K'velle, ah K'velle, ah K'velle amour
Fair, fond and rare almond-haired Rico Cerro
Seventy seas, seventy songs
Carefully please keep me steady and strong
Enemy flees, ready go on
Everyone please keep it up, keep it up,
Keep it up, keep it up
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