boa noite

oh heavy with a look of satin put round her face with the devil peering close by on the street with a little boy charm and anchors of wide heavy iron at her feet she whispers and cries in harmonies for her saltwater king oh heavy are you my boy with demons in your sleeve they`re trouble placing razors and pins underneath your feet you my little boy charm with anchors of wide ship wrecked bloody open sea you whisper and cry in harmonies for your saltwater queen...