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She's like the girl in the movie when the Spitfire falls
Like the girl in the picture that he couldn't afford
She's like the girl with the smile in the hospital ward
Like the girl in the novel in the wind on the moors

~~Marillion
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The Bell in the Sea

Even though I haven't heard it it in a while, this gorgeous Marillion song has been stuck in my head for a few days, so I figured I'd share it.

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"The Bell in the Sea"

I dreamed I rolled on the ocean floor
In the sunken bones of a broken ship
On the shadow line where whispers creep
To the world above from the world beneath

On waves of silver I dreamed of gold
'Till I lost the peace that dreaming gives
I dreamed of the moment of my own death
That no one ever dreams and lives

I dreamed I sailed to the mirrored edge
Of the murky world for an iron bell
That dragged me down to the ocean depths
And rang to mark where my shadow fell

On waves of silver I dreamed of gold
'Till I lost the peace that dreaming gives
I dreamed of the moment of my own death
That no one ever dreams and lives
That no one ever dreams and lives

I dreamed I slept on the ocean bed
In a silent grave of silver sand
And rolled in the sway of an iron bell
I've heard it said when they go to sea
On stormy nights you can hear her moan
She tolls for the mourning of my own death
And echoes here on the village stones

I dreamed of silver I dreamed of gold
'Till I lost the peace that dreaming gives
I dreamed of the moment of my own death
That no one ever dreams and lives
That no one ever dreams and lives

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Lyrics: Helmer, Hogarth
Music: Hogarth, Kelly, Mosley, Rothery, Trewavas



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