[Intro]
The sun, red and enormous, began to sink into the western sky
And simultaneously the moon began to rise
On the other side of the river with its own glorious shade of red
Coming up out of the trees like a russet firebird
The sun and the moon seemed to acknowledge each other
And they moved in both apposition and concordance
In a breathtaking dance of light across the oaks and the palms
My father watched it, and I thought he would cry again
He had returned to the sea, and his heart was a low country heart
[Verse 1]
African drums are silent
And the Wingos are poets at last
Out on Dafuskie Island
The bulldozers bury the past
[Verse 2]
And the low country sinks, she cannot swim
The dogwood feels the hurt
While the foursome plays on borrowed days
In their alligator shirts
[Chorus]
Now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides
How can you tell how it used to be
When there's nothin' left to see?
The sun, red and enormous, began to sink into the western sky
And simultaneously the moon began to rise
On the other side of the river with its own glorious shade of red
Coming up out of the trees like a russet firebird
The sun and the moon seemed to acknowledge each other
And they moved in both apposition and concordance
In a breathtaking dance of light across the oaks and the palms
My father watched it, and I thought he would cry again
He had returned to the sea, and his heart was a low country heart
[Verse 1]
African drums are silent
And the Wingos are poets at last
Out on Dafuskie Island
The bulldozers bury the past
[Verse 2]
And the low country sinks, she cannot swim
The dogwood feels the hurt
While the foursome plays on borrowed days
In their alligator shirts
[Chorus]
Now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides
How can you tell how it used to be
When there's nothin' left to see?
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