From the recording Drew Black - Wanderlust
Pleading and Consummation of the Covet Creates Unrest
From down here I can see you shakin' your tambourine. And when you go, at least you'll know you're my siren. Serene, she walks like God moves the sea; and nothing stops her from shakin' her tambourine. You're my siren. From down here I can see everything you mean. And if you wish... what I could do with this. You're my siren and I'm your tambourine.