Patrick Wolf Damaris
Black rain Floods the downs Ferrets burrow Moles make mound Round your bones Deep underground But nobody knows Nobody knows How I wait for you Summer, Spring Autumn, Winter Here perishing Gypsy, stray Bleak orphan No one could say The land you came from But deep in my arms You belonged But nobody knows Nobody knows How I wait for you Summer, Spring Autumn, Winter Here perishing My god damned Damaris Killed with last kiss God damned Damaris I loved you Goddam these tears And this religion Thought I was mo
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