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Naevus - The Orchard (Re-Recorded) şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Naevus

albüm: Stations


Your happy fruits bore seeds of sorrow
And planted with regret
An orchard waiting on the morrow
More fruit to beget
A year I spent in tending
That sour little crop
And though my back was bending
It sweetened not a drop
Passing through the avenues
Of the dearly-new deceased
A draught brewed in sickness
I led you thence come springtime
The way was coarse and crooked
The salty fruit you found sublime
And knew your heart be wicked
I see you waiting at the threshold
Your movement is but slight
Making summons with your blindfold
Blot the cry of light
Passing through the avenues
Of the dearly-new deceased
A draught brewed in sickness

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