Texty: Fiery Furnaces (The). EP. Sing For Me.

Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away, you'll be
The siren that will finally lead me home

The girl around her father throws her arms
To make him stay
"My daddy dear, it hails, it blows
You cannot go today!"

Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away you'll be
The siren that will finally lead me home

The April mud was on his boots
A-clinging through the fields
And desperate it send up its shoots
But at water's edge, it yields

Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away, you'll be
The siren that will finally lead me home

The waves were pounding the dock
The pillars creak and growl
The shoreman loading up the stock
The gulls were crying foul

Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away, you'll be
The siren that will finally lead me home

The father called up to the ship:
"You need an extra hand?"
"Ah yes, for just a little trip
One month, be back at land,"
The rain had stirred the sea too well
The salt poured on the deck
At last the captain rang the bell
The ship was left to wreck

Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away, you'll be
The siren that will finally lead me home

It's calm, but now the fog is thick
So which way should they head?
The rest knew not and they must be quick
So father softly said:

Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away you'll be
The siren that will finally lead me home