All the Wild Places

Take her cold hands

Place the snowdrops in her palms

And pushing through the wire

I have no choice but to follow you

Feel the weak sunlight on my skin

As I take my spade and place her

Forever by the birch trees

And there was another

But she wasn't tamed

With the buzz of the flies

With a flick of her mane

And there was another

But she wasn't you, you, you

Out of all the wild places I love

Out of all the wild places I love

Out of all the wild places I love

You are the most desolate

Faith is scattered like the birds

She would never bend to their

Commandments in life

Her freckled skin couldn't bear the weight

Take her cold hand by the lake

Place the spade into my amorous arms

As I lie my coat down for her one more time

And there was another

But she wasn't changed

With the buzz of the flies

With the flick of her mane

And there was another

But we won't see her again, again, again

Out of all the wild places I love

Out of all the wild places I love

Out of all the wild places I love

Yours is the most desolate