The Decemberists - The Bachelor And The Bride Lyrics
There's a wrinkle in the waterwhere we laid our first daughterAnd I think the wind blows so sweetly thereOver thereAnd the windows and the cindersAnd the willows in the timbersThe infernal rattling of the rainstill remains"But I" said the bachelor to the bride"Am not waiting for tonight.No, I will box your earsand leave you here stripped bare."Hear the corncrakes and the deerhoovesAnd the sleet rain on the slate roofA medallion locked inside her handin her handAnd his fingers are they tellingof the barren of her bellyAnd his callouses cure her furrowed broweven now"But I," said the bachelor to the bride"am not waiting for tonight.No, I will box your earsand leave you here stripped bare.""But I," said the bachelor to the bride"am not waiting for tonight.No, I will box your earsand take your tearsand leave you, leave you herestripped bare."