paroles de chanson To Thrum a Glassy Stem - In Gowan Ring

To Thrum a Glassy Stem
On fragmenting taffeta mirrors
Manacled to an earthen house
Over two bending knees an iron chain
Beetle, bone and stone
Pine for a love unknown
Though winged soporific dreams
Lay sprawled, waiting expansive

This my promise Blue:
The Thought and its mandrel motion
This my promise Scarlet:
The Blush of a ripened Fruit

Left low in sanguine laughter
In a bed the soft of heather
Stashed in the branches breach
Words to thin cracked leaves
Like the folds of an angels wing
Or the crack in a devils smile
Poetry for kin and fey
Or the unsuspecting seeker

This my Promise Green:
The Lilt in a voice that′s laughing
This my promise Gold:
To Sup with empty Cup

The Pearl that contains all pearls
The piece that evinces the puzzle
On peeling taffeta mirrors
To Thrum a Glassy Stem