Unkindness of Ravens - Deirdre Of The Sorrows

The waves across the sea
Like banners made of water
Red branches of a tree
Are reaching out for love
I see your eyes
In places no-one looks
Author of a book
A hand that was not shook

Deirdre of the Sorrows
Hair as black as the raven
And lips as red as blood
Skin as white as the driven snow
They fear what you'll become
Buried in the sky
Are secrets best untold
Behind your eyes
The four green fields unfold

Deirdre of the Sorrows

Comments

  • ×