Won't want for love (margaret in the taiga)
The decemberistsPlease array a path for me
The woods are blowing thick and fast around
Columbine, Columbine
Please alert this love of mine
Let him know his Margaret comes along
And all this stirring inside my belly
Won't quell my want for love
And I may swoon from all this swaying
But I won't want for love
Mistlethrush, Mistlethrush
Lay me down in the underbrush
My naked feet grow weary with the dusk
Willow Boughs, Willow Boughs,
Make a bed to lay me down
Let your branches bow to cradle us
And all this stirring inside my belly
Won't quell my want for love
And I may swoon from all this swaying
But I won't want for love
Oh, my own true love
Oh, my own true love
Can you hear me, love?
Can you hear me, love?
And all this stirring inside my belly
Won't quell my want for love
And I may swoon from all this swaying
But I won't want for love
Won't want for love...
Won't want for love...
Won't want for love...
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- The Engine Driver
- The Legionnaire's Lament
- The Sporting Life
- The Landlord's Daughter
- The Perfect Crime 2
- The Hazards Of Love 4 (The Drowned)
- The Island
- The Mariner's Revenge Song
- Los Angeles, I'm Yours
- The Infanta
- O Valencia
- The Wrong Year
- Leslie Anne Levine
- The Abduction Of Margaret
- Down By The Water
- The Apology Song
- On The Bus Mall