Tanglewood Tree by Playing Rapunzel from album Abseiling for Beginners
Duration : 3 minutes & 39 seconds.
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Love is a tanglewood tree in a bower of green
In a forest at dawn
Fair while the mockingbird sings, but she soon lifts her wings
And the music is gone
Young lovers in the tall grass with their hearts open wide
When the red summer poppies bloom
But love is a trackless domain, and the rumor of rain
In the late afternoon
Love is an old root that creeps through the meadows of sleep
When the long shadows cast
Thin as a vagrant young vine, it encircles and twines
And it holds the heart fast
Catches dreamers in the wildwood with the stars in their eyes
And the moon in their tousled hair
But love is a light in the sky, and an unspoken lie
And a half-whispered prayer
I'm walkin' down a bone-dry river but the cool mirage runs true
I'm bankin' on the fables of the far, far better things we do
I'm livin' for the day of reck'ning counting down the hours
I yearn away, I burn away, I turn away the fairest flower of love
'Cause darling love is a garden of thorns, and a crow in the corn
love's garden of thorns, how it grows, black crow in the corn hummin' low
And the brake growing wild
brake nettle so pretty and wild and thistles surround the edge of the
Cold when the summer is spent, in the jade hearts' lament
dark hour as the sun moves away, lamenting a lost summer day
For the faith of a child
who nurtures the faith of a child when nothing remains to cover her eyes?
My body has a number and my face has a name
my body has a number, maybe my face has a name
And each day looks the same to me
each hour like each hour before
But love is a voice on the wind, and the wages of sin
this longing is a voice on the wind, she cultivates the wages of sin
And a tanglewood tree
in a tanglewood tree
