Album : Noble Beast
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The bells will ring
Church steeple's catching fire
And if you promise spring
Then I know you are a liar

'Cause in the spring
Tender grasses won't burn easily
The thrushes sing
Still my lover won't return to me

Wild parsnips they still scar my lungs
While thistles will burn my feet
And if you join our chorus
You'll never fear anymore

So here it comes, just the chorus
We will meet on a fatal shore

Souverian
Souverian
The elder

Souverian
Souverian
The free

Souverian
Souverian
The felled heart

So very young
So very young
Were we

Birds were singing
Still my lover won't return to me
You promise spring
Still my lover won't return to me

Wild parsnips scar my lungs
And the thistles are burning my feet

So here it comes, the chorus
You will never fear anymore
If you join our chorus
We will meet on a fatal shore

Under the elders
the older get younger
the younger get over
over the elders
and under the elders
pretend that you're older now

Under the elders
the older get younger
the younger get older
over the elders
under the elders
bending the branches down

We were so very young
Still my lover won't return to me
Thrushes sing
Still my lover won't return to me
Wild parsnips they still scar my lungs
While thistles still burn my feet
The bells will ring    Church steeple's catching fire    And if you promise spring    Then I know you are a liar       'Cause in the spring    Tender grasses won't burn easily    The thrushes sing    Still my lover won't return to me       Wild parsnips they still scar my lungs    While thistles will burn my feet    And if you join our chorus    You'll never fear anymore       So here it comes, just the chorus    We will meet on a fatal shore       Souverian    Souverian    The elder       Souverian    Souverian    The free       Souverian    Souverian    The felled heart       So very young    So very young    Were we       Birds were singing    Still my lover won't return to me    You promise spring    Still my lover won't return to me       Wild parsnips scar my lungs    And the thistles are burning my feet       So here it comes, the chorus    You will never fear anymore    If you join our chorus    We will meet on a fatal shore       Under the elders    the older get younger    the younger get over    over the elders    and under the elders    pretend that you're older now       Under the elders    the older get younger    the younger get older    over the elders    under the elders    bending the branches down       We were so very young    Still my lover won't return to me    Thrushes sing    Still my lover won't return to me    Wild parsnips they still scar my lungs    While thistles still burn my feet
 
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