Paroles de The Rockrose And The Thistle

When you call to me asleep Up the ragged cliffs I scramble A single thread hangs limply down And I breathe not now, not now And I find you all unwoven Trying desperately to sew I know the kindest thing Is to leave you alone When your seams have come unknitted And you cry out to the sky I've run out of my words, my song Just let me die, me die The rock rose and the thistle Will whistle as you moan I could try to calm you down But I know you won't All the pins inside your fretted head And you muttered when's and how's All your mother's weaves and your father's threads Let me rob them of you now 'Cause I'll darn you back together When you think that you're bereft And you'll wail, you'll scream, but I'll never stop 'Cause it's all that I have left I wake and hear you calling And up those cliffs I climb And I find you with a thimble weeping May I, I ask, may I? And you gently gift it to me 'Cause you've no clue how to sew And I know the kindest thing I pray to God it's the kindest thing I know the kindest thing Is to never leave you alone