Now the sun Sits on my hand Oh, where Are you? Walking the wind I fly above The shore of the town To the hills Where I can hear The harbor bells Ring slavery Where the fortune teller sighs to me Oh, I see your woman in the raw Ride A mare of stone And howl I woke up While morning built The world With light Crossing their hearts Twelve sailor boys All stood in a ring 'Round our bed Out of the grass A dancer rose Shivering Oh, the sailor's pointing Out to sea And the dancer diving Up the sky Sing 'Til we forgot The day