Silent Are the Oars Tonight

SILENT ARE THE OARS TONIGHT

Lyrics: Mark Andrews

Music: Nicholas Tesluk

The ferry waits with breathless calm

To cut the ocean’s crimson tide,

Reward those days of weariness

Within a shroud of ocean clouds.

Silent are the oars tonight;

The boat will float in peace tonight

The ferryman stands motionless,

His faceless gaze a velvet mask.

He whistles low to the undertow;

And none will slow him in his task.

Silent are the oars tonight;

The boat will float in peace tonight.

BRIDGE:

Final mile fearing...Sacred isle nearing...

Final mile fearing...Sacred isle nearing...

Final mile fearing...Sacred isle nearing...

Final mile fearing...Blessed isle nearing...

And time flies on, and yet it dies,

And skies ddrip down where oceans reign.

And I search for that rocky wall

That calls like sirens in the night.

Silent are the oars tonight;

The boat will float in peace tonight...

Tonight...

©2017 Tesluk/Andrews Music ASCAP