Doug Burr A Black Wave Is Comin'
A black wave is comin'
A black wave will fall
Touch your tremblin' lips to your pale fingertips
A black wave doth call
So where do you go my lover
And where do you go my friend
Every face you know and every low road
They've all become dark and dim
A black wave is comin'
A black wave will fall
Touch your tremblin' lips to your pale fingertips
A black wave doth call
So what do you sing my darling
And what do you sing my dear
I can't tell, I can't tell, in the wild wood a spell
And the clouds forsake the sky here
So what do you sing my lover
And what do you sing my friend
I don't know, I don't know, at midnight comes the snow
I can't see, but I hear a little hymn
I can't see, but I hear a little hymn
