Grace
This is a live recording from the Kavarna show in July. Lyrics after the jump.
through the window
through the tree
through the floating leaves
in their accidental symmetry
you thought you saw a flicker
i saw the face
it was the ghost of rose marie
with her memories of grace
and how can she sleep when she’s so alone
twining ivies
sad sycamores
there must be a thief in heaven
from the way the thunder roars
black sparked lilies
and greenest lace
have never left a mark
made like the memories of grace
and how can she sleep when she’s so alone
stinging nettles
make crimson tears
she died before her time
at four and twenty years
time keeps marching
always on a steady pace
rose marie is gone but what live on
are her memories of grace
and how can she sleep when she’s so alone
