Out of the Sunset's Red
OUT of the sunset's red
Into the blushing sea,
The winds of day drop dead
And dreams come home to me. --
The sea is still,- and apart
Is a stillness in my heart.
Into the blushing sea,
The winds of day drop dead
And dreams come home to me. --
The sea is still,- and apart
Is a stillness in my heart.
The night comes up the beach,
The dark steals over all,
Though silence has no speech
I hear the sea-dreams call
To my heart; -- and in reply
It answers with a sigh.
William Stanley Braithwaite
The dark steals over all,
Though silence has no speech
I hear the sea-dreams call
To my heart; -- and in reply
It answers with a sigh.
William Stanley Braithwaite
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