The Cloaked Man (feat. Brendon Green)

The cloaked man stood hidden
Beneath pouring rain
He held a small weapon
Drenched with disdain
The maiden saw him
Arrive from the West
His feet were well travelled
His boots were at their best

The cloaked man - a fellow
Of the unknown
Withheld no belongings
He forged steel from stone
The maiden he pitied
Alone - they confessed
Their footsteps hit floorboards
His boots were at her bed

Ah

Listen closely
Hear her sigh
Standing lonely he smiles
Nervous hands over belt
Prithee maiden be mine

Oh oh Ah Ah

The cloaked man had never
Known love before
Accustomed to beatings
That comfort the floor
The maiden soothed wounds
With whisper and touch
His bare feet were weary
His boots had walked too much

Ah

Listen closely
Hear him sigh
Standing lonely she smiles
Nervous hands over belt
Prithee maiden be mine

Oh oh Ah Ah

The cloaked man and maiden
Together shared the load
One day they decided
To slowly grow old
The maiden blessed him
With kin, well fed
At the end of his days
His boots covered the dead

Ah

Listen closely
Hear him sigh
Standing ghostly he smiles
Steady hands over hilt
Prithee maiden don't cry
Oh oh Ah Ah

Prithee maiden don't cry
Oh oh Ah Ah

Prithee maiden don't cry
Oh oh Ah Ah



Credits
Writer(s): Jodie Elizabeth Reid
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