Absence.
Cold moon comes down curdling through reddenin' leaves, falling, falling.
Know you every tear in these woods. Know you every place of good and not-good.
'Tween sleep and wake and bellyache, each path unhealed and stumpied.
Charkened embers. The end of summer. Reeve the river's tongue of silver –
Come away love and leave your wandering …
Just a noiseless noise, just a gawly girl, just a bogus boy –
Trapes the fields of feasen to a chammer of not-sleeping.
Go home now love, leave your wandering … Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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