From the recording More Tales of Mystery & Imagination from the Crypt of The Black Cat (Opus 4)
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Lyrics
The Bleak Shore
When the Sea King’s away she lures them all to the bleak shore
And the cat’s always away so the mice can play all day on the bleak shore
A boy puts down his toy and turns East as the sun rises
Abandons all he loves and leaves those who he despises
And each abandoned dream plucks a stitch out of its seam
With the sadness of the executioner she despatches them all to the bleak shore
As they scramble on the reef for one last final fleeting glimpse of the bleak shore