Lisa Gerrard:Come Quietly
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Little fish, come quietly
Your fins are frayed and sore
The ocean breeze enchanted you
And led you onto shore
Although you gasp for air, you share
The essence of your waning
And all that's left is hurt and theft
Of waters once sustaining
Your fins are frayed and sore
The ocean breeze enchanted you
And led you onto shore
Although you gasp for air, you share
The essence of your waning
And all that's left is hurt and theft
Of waters once sustaining