silver roses

[wytchcroft]

looking for my sister
all on the maiden way
glass under starlight
ice across the bay

silver roses
worn around her wrist
silver roses
hard to resist

singing songs
to catch many a fisherman by his line
merry she was
below the waves
and in the brine

looking for my sister
upon the moonlit stair
the wild, wild ocean
the waving of her hair

singing songs
to catch many a fisherman by his line
all the songs
the songs that saved my life

silver roses
floating on the Sea
silver roses
for my sister and me.

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