Texty piesní The Decemberists

The Decemberists

Margaret in Captivity

I have snipped your wingspan

My precious captive swan

Here all clipped of kickstand

Your spirit won't last long

Don't you lift a finger

Don't you snap and jaw

Limber limbs akimbo

Rest till rubbing raw

Oh my own true love! Oh my own true love!

Can you hear me, love? Can you hear me, love?

Don't hold out for rescue

None can hear your call

Till I have wrest and wrecked you

Behind these fortress walls

Oh my own true love! Oh my own true love!

Can you hear me, love? Can you hear me, love?