White Waves

I won't go traveling tonight I won't go back to the wolves, now There's something singing in the ice In the deepest part of the world And a film across my eyes As I'm watching all the waves turn white He took me out on the tide To make pearls of my eyes And uncover me, oh, without asking Tore every stich, every line, every hook, every eye Between him and the diamonds, diamonds I would not give, but maybe tonight I will With you holding my arms and my stuttering heart As I'm bound and flayed alive Oh, don't go traveling tonight Hold that child in your arms Well, there's no more canaries in the mine And a cloud, black over the water And a voice, low in my ear Says, "The things that we did here will never die"