Come away to the water. The real deal.

There is a man by the name of Glen Hansard.  To quote a friend of mine:

He yells a lot in his music.  But softly.  In a wonderful Irish accent.

I love him.

“Come Away To The Water”

Come away little lass come away to the water,
To the arms that are waiting only for you.
Come away little lass come away to the water,
To the ones appointed to see it through.
We are calling to you.

Come away little light come away to the laughter,
Show yourself so we might live.
Come away little light come away to the laughter,
To the ones appointed to see it through.
We are coming for you.
We are coming for you.

Come away little lamb come away to the water,
Give yourself so we might live anew.
Come away little lamb come away to the slaughter,
To the ones appointed to see it through.
We are coming for you.
We are coming for you.

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