I Am Stretched On Your Grave (Live) [Remastered]

i am stretched on your grave and will lie there forever
with your hands held in mine i'd be sure we'd not sever
my apple tree my brightness 'tis time we were together
for i smell of the earth and am stained by the weather

when my family thinks that i'm safe in my bed
from night until morning i am stretched at your head
calling out to the air with tears both hot and wild
oh i grieve for the girl that i loved as a child

the priests and the friars behold me in dread
because i still love you my love and you're dead
i would still be your shelter from rain and from storm
but with you in your cold grave i cannot sleep warm



Credits
Writer(s): Philip King, Frank O'connor
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