December 2016

NOVEMBER 30, 2016

11/30

Hillary

I must be a mermaid, Rango

.... I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.  Anaïs Nin

Oh, how I love her 

The Kiss of the Siren

by Gustav Wertheimer  (Austrian, 1847–1904)
Song To The Siren

Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
'Til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle

And you sang, "Sail to me, sail to me, let me enfold you"
Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you

Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning 
Broken lovelorn on your rocks

For you sing, "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow"
Oh my heart, oh my heart shies from the sorrow
I'm as puzzled as a newborn child
I'm as troubled as the tide
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, "Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you"
Oh my heart, oh my heart is waiting to hold you
Songwriters: TIM BUCKLEY, LARRY BECKETT