Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fritillaries
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hannah Pawson
Songwriter
Gabriel Wynne
Songwriter
Lyrics
It's just in the dark and the cold of their eyes
That make them feel so strange
Seventeen years and the coal's running dry
It makes it feel like a barren place
Felt like just yesterday she walked wearing white
In father's stern gaze
Now she's out in the fields most days and nights
She's no time for the chains
And out in the bar in the drinking lights
Old friends turning hard
Where's your woman when you need her at night
Well is she staring at the stars
No good no good they jeered and cried
She'll turn wild like the wolf
You make sure to keep her safe inside
Can't say what good men could do
He cowered in the corner his face turning white
In the shadows of the men
He cried out loud but his mouth ran dry
They were bored out looking for a fight
And the landlord turned as arms struck in haste
He was a desperate man
Powerful blows to his beautiful face
Cries of laughter filled the land
And it was just that moment the door swung wide
And his lady's shadow burned
Took him by the arm and scattered the fight
In shame to darkness men returned
And out in the night the lovers clung fast
To the sense of themselves
Married by duty but together in flight
From a world that cages and sells
Writer(s): Hannah Pawson, Gabriel Wynne
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