am touched
Not by the dirt beetle
Nor the crevice of night
But my empathy is with a star
Confiding on my shoulder
Sound travels down this hill
And the wind rolls up it
Trembling with my budding hands
That shake about my head
Curl up
Between my gnarled thighs
Dirt beetle or lost child
This time is slow and my voice
Is inaudible
Six feet deep
Under the ground; gurgling
Your palm pushes near my toe
Shake dirty curly child
Through the night grow(s)
And through the night it grows...
I think that (the) spring is five days walk from here
I'll wait through and watch it come undone
There's a frozen whisper near me
That will chuckle come daylight
Curl up
Between my gnarled thighs
Dirt beetle or lost child
This time is slow and my voice
Is inaudible
Six feet deep
In a near ditch
You tilt your head upward
And shake my bony hand
With your blackbird glove
Curl up
Between my gnarled thighs
Dirt beetle or lost child
This time is slow and my voice
Is inaudible
Six feet deep
Tyburn
Code
Loading...
Lyrics by Code
2 Minutes A Cloud-formed Teardrop Asylum Aeon In Cinders Affliction An Enigma In Brine Becoming Host Brass Dogs Cocoon Contours Dialogue Ecdysis Garden Chancery Ghost Formula Glimlight Tourist Harmonies in Cloud Inland Sea Numb, An Author On Blinding Larks Radium The Bloom in the Blast The Cotton Optic The Lazarus Cord Trace of God Undertone Unity
Related Songs
Tyburn Field - Brodequin
Tyburn Hill [Instrumental] - The Indulgers
The Turnpike Inn - Ian Anderson
At the Gallows End [Studio Outtake][*]...
Business On You - Richard Thompson
At The Gallows End - Candlemass
At the Gallows End [Vocal Session W. Robert Lowe]...
At the Gallows End [Live] - Candlemass
At The Gallows End (EP) - Candlemass
'at The Gallows End' - Candlemass
Shadow of the Tyburn Tree - Heaven and Earth
