Shearwater - Anak Rakata lyrics

Green bays, white feathers Palms in the air, clouds on the sleeping mountains And through the valley ranging The black, skinny dogs with beryl eyes And the rushing of leaves and the straining branches A boat from the island of memory In calm waves the color rises To the plume hanging over the ships and harbor lights As the ashes fall on us Like snow from the clouds of another life Like a dusting of white on the rocks and the branches In daylight, so strange and mild