The Water's Edge
Take me down to the water’s edge
So I may sit upon the shore
Slit my wrists and spill my blood
For all the misery I have bore
As the clouds they drift across the moon
The sun descends and the night grows colder
Fetch a blanket warm and crisp
Wrap it gently around my shoulder
Comfort me dear nurse this night
Guide me to the waters deep
Hold me tight and squeeze my hand
So I may drown my fears and sleep
Wipe my tears and stroke my cheek
For I seek the death of my devotion
And through the grace of God go I
To die beside the surging ocean
I watch the moon upon the water
The daylight blackened in my dreams
The silver light it fractures night
As my words and thoughts pass to extremes
My nurse she gives me a silver blade
I hold it firmly in my hand
My lover waits beneath the rolling tide
Beyond our footprints in the sand
Inside my love I will confide
Is lost, alone, upon the ocean bed
Drifting lifeless, so serene
He sleeps the silence of the dead
My love has gone, but I see him still
A man who held me safe from harm
But without his love I have no will
Except this blade and outstretched arm
I watch my nurse as she turns away
And I lay the blade against my skin
The moonlight blazes up above
As the gentle cutting does begin…
The nurse she bows her head in sadness
Shuts both eyes to hide her darkness
Shields her sight from tragic madness
The starkness in her heart concealed
A body lies limply upon the sand
The blade lies floating in the water
The nurse she wipes away a tear
Is it sad for a mother to lose her daughter?
Or worse for her to live a life in fear?
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