Bones from Swim by Anna Smyrk

Go, my darling, to the river
Go, my darling, to the shore
Take my bones unto the water
Make my suffering no more.

Where the southerly is blowing,
Out beyond the white-tipped break
Float me out upon your rowboat
For the water me to take.

Go, my darling, to the river
Go, my darling, to the shore
Take my bones unto the water
Make my suffering no more.

When your dad and I were younger
We built this house with our four hands
Dug the earth and cut the timber
On this salt-covered, low-lying land.

Now that I am just a memory
Won’t stay confined in these four walls
I want to float upon the ocean
‘Til I become sand and salt.

Go, my darling, to the river
Go, my darling, to the shore
Take my bones unto the water
Make my suffering no more,
Make my suffering no more.
 

• Australian
• Pop
• indie pop
• indie rock
• singer-songwriter
• Melbourne