the hazards of love 2 (wager all)
Singer:decemberists, the
to garland you with flowers
that now disturbs my fingers
and we'll lie 'til the corn crake crows
bereft of the weight of our summer clothes
and cradle it in your hand
to feel the pull of quicksand
and we'll lie 'til the corn crake crows
bereft of the weight of our summer clothes