The Siren's Song
Beware the song you cannot flee,
enchanting in the afternoon -
its evil tempting melody.
Baited, lost, you dream and swoon
as she reaches with beckoning smile,
enchanting in the afternoon.
Her song and beauty will beguile;
you strip and bare your lonely soul
as she reaches with beckoning smile.
It isn't only you she tempts -
with every sailor on the sea
you strip and bare your lonely soul.
A vortex now of hopeless pleas;
the sirens know what song to sing
with every sailor on the sea.
Too late to fly, you can't take wing,
beware the song you cannot flee -
the Sirens know what song to sing,
its evil tempting melody.
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