Waits, Tom - Barcarolle Lyrics

And your eyes fall down on me

such a lovely song, a beautiful love song for the passage of the time.

A cloud lets go of the moon
Her ribbons are all out of tune
She is skating on the ice
In a glass in the hands of a man
That she kissed on the train
And the children are all gone into town
To get candy and we are alone in the house here
And your eyes fall down on me
And I belong only to you
The water is filling my shoes
In the wine of my heart there's a stone
In a well made of bone
That you bring to the pond
And I'm here in your pocket
Curled up in a dollar
And the chain from your watch around my neck
And I'll stay right here until it's time
The girls all knit in the shade
Before the baby is made
And the branches bend down
To the ground here to swing on
I'm lost in the blond summer grass
And the train whistle blows
And the carnival goes
'Til there's only the tickets and crows here
And the grass will all grow back
And the branches spell 'Alice'
And I belong only to you

A barcarole is a traditional folk song sung in 6/8 by a Venetian gondolier at the pace of the stroke of the oar. I'm struggling for the connection, but enjoying the scene nonetheless.

I know it's not but it could easily be...right down to burying her under the tree...

This could be a serial killer singing about a victim
.....beautiful waits

this is full of dreamy melancholy ,, i adore it

it's like finding beauty in the decay of everything..the passage of time..n ultimately the end of the road.

heaven..sad heaven..but heavenly nonetheless

So pretty

Mel Bain And so inderrated :"(

+Michele de Souza Gomes
Not underrated, but unknown. Which is sad... :,