The Unquiet Grave
The wind, it blows today
And drives the frozen rain
And cold it is today
And dark despite the dawn
I never had but one true love
As sure as dawn and wind and rain
My one true love was dragged away
And in a cold grave lain
In a frozen grave
They lay my true love roughly down
And many tears they fell
But my dry eyes stared stony at the ground
And like the bones of beasts
That fall and curl-up in the clay
I mourned the loss of my true love
For twelve years and a day
For twelve years and a day
I mourned before my love returned
I heard the wind
Singing through the trees
My true love's song, she asked
"Who sits silent on my grave
And will not let me sleep?"
It is I, my love
Upon your grave
And one last kiss I seek
I crave one kiss of stone-cold lips
And touch of brittle bone
Your breath is earthy strong
And taste of love and life
Long lost
So whisper doom my love
And hold your lips
So there my lips may nest
For twelve long years I've lain awake
Now let my soul rest
We'll rest my darling
In the fields where our love once would walk
The finest flower that ever bloomed
Is withered to the stalk
The seeds are dry, my love
The pedals fall and fast decay
Now let us
Fall away
And drives the frozen rain
And cold it is today
And dark despite the dawn
I never had but one true love
As sure as dawn and wind and rain
My one true love was dragged away
And in a cold grave lain
In a frozen grave
They lay my true love roughly down
And many tears they fell
But my dry eyes stared stony at the ground
And like the bones of beasts
That fall and curl-up in the clay
I mourned the loss of my true love
For twelve years and a day
For twelve years and a day
I mourned before my love returned
I heard the wind
Singing through the trees
My true love's song, she asked
"Who sits silent on my grave
And will not let me sleep?"
It is I, my love
Upon your grave
And one last kiss I seek
I crave one kiss of stone-cold lips
And touch of brittle bone
Your breath is earthy strong
And taste of love and life
Long lost
So whisper doom my love
And hold your lips
So there my lips may nest
For twelve long years I've lain awake
Now let my soul rest
We'll rest my darling
In the fields where our love once would walk
The finest flower that ever bloomed
Is withered to the stalk
The seeds are dry, my love
The pedals fall and fast decay
Now let us
Fall away
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Writer(s): Pat King
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