Last night I heard the call of my last companions
The blast of a harpoon gun, and I swam alone
I reflected on days gone by, when we were thousands,
And I know that I soon must die
The Last Leviathan.
My soul has been torn from me, and I am bleeding,
My heart it has been wrent, and I am crying,
All the beauty around me fades, and I am screaming,
I am the Last of the Great Whales and I am dying....
This morning the sun did rise in a crimson north sky
The ice was the colour of blood, and I heard the wind sigh
I rose up to take a breath, it was my last one
From a gun came the roar of death
and now I'm undone....
My soul has been torn from me, and I am bleeding
My heart it has been wrent, and I am crying
All the beauty around me fades and I am screaming
I'm the last of the great whales,
And I am dying....
And now that we are all gone, there'll be no more hunting
The big fellow is no more, and it's no use lamenting
What race will be next in line all for the slaughter
The elephant or the seal
For your sons and daughters
My soul has been torn from me, and I am bleeding
My heart it has been wrent and I am crying
All the beauty around me fades and I am screaming
I am the last of the great whales,
and I am dying....
- The Last Leviathan, Fisherman's Friends (of course!! I no traitor!!), led by Trevor Grills
Incidentally, my letter for the 30 day letter challenge today is to him.
This is one of those songs that brings out my accent....
And if it catches me off guard, the odd tear'll escape....
S.I.P Trevor and Paul
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