By The Decemberists, Thou unconsolable daughter
Said the sister
When wilt thou trouble the water
In
By The Decemberists, Annan water
You loom so deep and wide
I would cross over
If
By The Decemberists, Isn't a lovely night
and so alive
with fireflies
providing us their holy
By The Decemberists, I have snipped your wingspan
My precious captive swan
Here
By The Decemberists, And all the while whispering arbors
Provide cover
What previous
By The Decemberists, My true love went riding out in white and green
By The Decemberists, And here I am
Softer than a shower
And here
By The Decemberists, Father I'm not feeling well
The flowers me you fed
By The Decemberists, Margaret arrayed the rocks around the hull before it was
By The Decemberists, I'm
Made of bones of the branches
The boughs and
By The Decemberists, The Queen
I'm made of bones of the branches the boughs
By The Decemberists, I had entered into a marriage
In the summer of my
By The Decemberists, Colin:
Mother I can hear your foot-fall now
Soft disturbance in the
By The Decemberists, [Colin:]
Mother I can hear your foot-fall now
Soft disturbance in
By The Decemberists, Gentle leaves, gentle leaves
Please array a path for me
The woods