Meant to be sung

We sailed up a river, wide as the sea
We slept on the bank, on leaves of a banyan tree
And all of these spirit voices rule the night

Some stories are magical, meant to be sung
Songs from the mouth of the river, when the world was young
And all of these spirit voices rule the night

The candlelight flickers, the falcon calls
A lime-green lizard scuttles down the cabin wall
And all of these spirit voices…

Sing rain water, sea water, river water, holy water
Wrap this child in mercy; heal her–heaven’s only daughter
And all of these spirit voices rule the night

The lord of the earthquake, my trembling bed
The spider resumes the rhythm of its golden thread
And all of these spirit voices rule the night
And all of these spirit voices rule the night
And all of these spirit voices rule the night

Paul Simon, Spirit Voices

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