Comus - To Keep From Crying

Hold me naked, in the ?ing ?ing light
Close and sacred
Warm against your skin, so white

To keep from crying
In the coldness of the night
I keep on trying to surrender
Hold me tight
Soothe my sorrows
Numb my aching head tonight
The morning follows, set on waking up the light

All wrinkles roll away
Like wriggling ocean waves
They rise and fall at the docks (?)

Always must bolt to the shore
Like the roaring tide, like the roaring tide
Like the jingling wind, like the jingling wind