Dylan Thomas
Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed
[Verse 1: John Cale & Choir]
Lie still, sleep becalmed
Lie still, sleep becalmed
Sufferer with the wound in the throat
Sufferer with the wound in the throat
Burning and turning
All night afloat
On the silent sea we have heard the sound
That came from the wound wrapped in the salt sheet

[Verse 2: John Cale]
Under the mile off Moon we trembled listening
To the sea, to the sea sound flowing like blood from the loud wound
And when the salt sheet broke in a storm of singing
The voices of all the drowned swam on the wind

[Verse 3: John Cale & Choir]
Open a pathway through the slow sad sail
Throw wide to the wind the gates of the wandering boat
For my voyage to begin to the end of my wound
We heard the sea sound sing, we saw the salt sheet tell
Lie still, lie still, lie still, sleep becalmed, hide the mouth in the throat
Lie still, lie still
Sleep becalmed, hide the mouth in the throat
Or we shall obey, or we shall obey, to ride with you
We shall obey, we shall obey, and ride with you
Ride, ride, ride, we shall obey and ride with you
And ride with you, and ride with you
Through the drowned
Through the drowned
Drowned
Drowned
Through
Through
Through
We shall obey the drowned of Falkland
The drowned of Falkland
We shall obey