Fortune.
Music and Lyrics by Thom Carter, Copyright Self Released Records 2012.
By the Stade I met a fisherman,
With his beard as white as snow,
And a net in his hand with a fish that had been caught,
And he spoke to me, when he looked at the sea,
And the tide as it came in,
Watching the water carry up to him,
Watching the water carry up to him.
By the old town I walked,
As the evening sky grew ‘round,
And the songs from the taverns came into the air,
And the tables were all crowded,
With men come from the sea,
And the women-folk who made their fortune there,
And the women-folk who made their fortune there.
CH: Oh fortune, fortune, riches of change,
Bourne on the whim of what God sends,
Fortune, fortune, and the wind brings a change,
Of luck to the one who hath brought it.
So the next day they rowed,
The wind gathered in their sails,
And they left from the land that had been shelter to them,
And they passed to only they know where,
Like Dante and his Beatrice,
At the place where the bridges seemed to disappear,
CH
In a dream I had before I had the knowledge of my dreaming,
A bird that was wrapped in silver sang to me,
That I would have my freedom,
Only if I gave my golden cape to the beggar with my name,
My golden cape to the beggar with my name,
CH
credits
from Pussycat Tales,
released September 6, 2012
Music and Lyrics by Thom Carter, Copyright Self Released Records 2012.
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