Under my chin she held a buttercup,
She prayed for my weaknesses damning and cold,
She held my hand perfectly smoothly,
I am her dream,
Her story untold.
And we walked inside our golden tunnel,
Our steps they rhymed for a moment or two,
Then she laid down and gave herslf to me,
And I stole her light,
Her dignity,
And her youth.
Now I will be her silent torment,
I will take all her days, her thoughts and her years,
In her eyes you will see my poison,
I will sting her reduce and decant all her tears.
like a trophy they will sit on my minds mantlepiece,
where the dust will settle on the flower I took,
On this young life I carelessly trampled on,
She won't forget the way that I looked.
Under your skin I will creep like a fantasy
Under your skin I will creep like a fantasy
Under your skin I will creep like a fantasy
Under your skin I will creep like a fantasy
I am so weary you've left me undone
I am so weary you've left me undone
I am so weary you've left me undone
I am so weary you've left me undone
Under my chin she held a buttercup
Under my chin she held a buttercup
Under my chin she held a buttercup
Under my chin she held a buttercup
On my wedding day,
I will wear a dress of silk,
and light white petals will fall,
On my golden hair,
On my wedding day,
In the silver forest,
underneath the only apple tree.
I will be Queen and you will be King
underneath the only apple tree
I will be Queen and you will be King
underneath the only apple tree.
On my wedding day,
Somewhere in the forest,
I will find you weeping for
all the times you've broken me,
We will find our unity,
When you make your vows to me,
and they will be written in
Your obituary
You will see my beauty
Like you've never seen it before,
Underneath the only apple tree.
I will be Queen and you will love me
Regardless of the chaos and disarray
I live in between,
and the angels will sing for us,
and the devil will bow his head,
and the soil will absorb us together
When we are dead
When we are dead
When we are dead
When we are dead
credits
from Long Case Clock Suspension,
track released July 9, 2009
This song was written by Claire Campbell and performed by Claire Campbell, Stephen Obern, Fraya Thomsen, Gillian Fleetwood, Ali Brown, Dougie Brown and Duncan Lyall.
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