Letras:
Cave Nick The Boatman S Call

: The boatman calls from the lake A lone loon dives upon the water I put my hand over her Down in the lime tree arbour The wind in the trees is whispering

: People just ain't no good I think that's welll understood You can see it everywhere you look People just ain't no good We were married under cherry

: Just like a bird that sings up the sun In a dawn so very dark Such is my faith for you Such is my faith And all the world's darkness can't swallow

from me Far from me There is no knowledge but i know it There's nothing to learn from that vacant voice That sails to me across the line From the ridiculous to the sublime It's

re standing on my foot! But my little boat is empty It don't go And my oar is broken It don't row, row, row But my little boat is empty It don't go And

that mouse When I get home, I'm gunna put things in order but right now, right right now, right now I'm a-roaming When I get home, I'm gunna make that call

waiting for? O we will know, won't we? The stars will explode in the sky O but they don't, do they? Stars have their moment and then they die There's

Up those stone steps I climb Hail this joyful day's return Into its great shadowed vault I go Hail the Pentecostal morn The reading is from Luke 24 Where

Lord Into my arms, oh Lord Into my arms, oh Lord Into my arms And I don't believe in the existence of angels But looking at you I wonder if that's true