Lyrics

Word by word She spoke to me Hidden 'neath a mess of bygone linen She listens as to dry a thousand tongues My love is thin, and thinning Some cherished flower Flutters through Gentleborn beloved you Kindness always Kindness always I hear the sound The sound she's left me I stood her ground No They've swayed me I hear the sound The sound she's left me I stood her ground I hear the sound The sound she's left me Wrapped tight Inside your shawl We wander round this dingy hall Softly spoken Shaken tree The ash grove we come to be The blood run The blood run away From arm and leg to a warm heart All our colors agree In the dark But no man lives upon that land Far enough for us to see I hear your voice, yeah In the hum of this machine I hear the sound The sound you've left me I stood her ground I hear the sound The sound she's left me