The Long Lost Band & Larry Beckett - Parados Lyrics

Nothing, only white froth, on the surface
In the current; it fizzles and gives back
Sky, wharf, our images, but in an unsure
Mirror, the shallows; it shifts, look: all
Our yesterdays, under, in the sea tangle
In the green obscure, where the hours warp
And the years writhe. I cup the salt water
And it slides off; oh can we dive? How do
I take you back, to the mermaid songs, days
Of hallucination, and circuit riding into
The south, if it's only conjured? that time
In the mountains like smoke, a woman, from
The last century, a photograph, her eyes
And what her life was, I could only wonder