Where The Whales Go To Die

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Borne on ships of air, the spyglass glares into my eyes.
Fire and blinding rain, our zeppelin thunders down again

Fox and bear and walrus too, reindeer, beluga, caribou,
They gather underneath a midnight sun.
Angels in a frozen sky, the pods of narwhals pushing by,
Their lonely song booms low beneath the bay

Early in the morn, I see the glaciers born,
Where whales go to die.
Ghosts fill empty halls mourning like the gulls,
Where the whales go to die.

I will stay behind, a world unmoved by time
Where the whales go to die
I have found my home, where Orcas cease to roam,
And the whales go to die.

And to a sacred ground, beyond the sound, a secret lies
Strange, the sagas tell, the mouth to hell beneath the ice

The pack ice and the jagged line, we are alone and traveling time,
To places where the faces never change
The expedition's wrecking me, The seafloor is a bed you see,
To hold my frozen bones and let me sleep

Fantastic as a dream,
An ancient glacial stream,
Where the whales go to die.
Thoughts race like a train, and drive me back again,
Where the whales go to die.

I must slay this foe, and leave him far below,
Where the whales go to die.
Pressing farther on, the ice cracks with the dawn,
Where the whales go to die.


from Where The Whales Go To Die, released April 28, 2015
music by Enya Preston, Marjie Preston
lyrics by Marije Preston



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Tacky Little Hatshop fuses manic keyboard, acoustic guitar, and jungle drums to create a strange yet comforting blend of space folk (think Feist meets Tom Waits).

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