Whispers from Hush by IVY

Whispers from the water
Call me ‘cross the river bank
I lie if these words don’t ring true
I know it’s him this morning
Wouldn’t lie through my teeth
I know it’s him this morning
He just couldn’t see me

Like the sailor man from Cohen’s ‘Suzanne’
I cry for him to see
Not in weakness and surrender but in heaven’s supremist splendour you are free

A woman lies dwelling
Her words softly compelling
She whispers all the things I like to hear
My hands are young but broken
My words are but a token
For death to keep a record of my tongue

Let the sailor cry from his weeping eye
He’d cry for you to see
Not in weakness and surrender
But in heaven’s supremist splendour you are free

All I am
All I ever was
And all I’ve ever known
And every part of me
All I owe
All of me

It is yours
It is yours

• Alternative
• alternative rock
• classical singer
• operatic rock
• Dunedin