The Decemberists - Margaret In Captivity | Текст песни

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• The Decemberists
• Margaret In Captivity

I have snipped your wingspan,
My precious captive swan.
Here, all clipped of kickstand
Your spirit won't last long.

Don't you lift a finger.
Don't you snap and jaw.
Limber limbs akimbo,
Rest till rubbing raw

Oh my own true love!
Oh my own true love!
Can you hear me love?
Can you hear me love?

Don't hold out for rescue.
None can hear your call,
Till I have rest and wrecked you
Behind these fortress walls.

Oh my own true love!
Oh my own true love!
Can you hear me love?
Can you hear me love?