"The Unquiet Grave" by Kate Rusby
How pleasant is the wind tonight
I feel some drops of rain.
I never had but one true love
And in Greenwod he lies slain.
I'd do so much for my true love
As any young girl may.
I'll sit and mourn all on your grave
For twelve months and a day.
The twelve months and a day being up
The ghost began to speak.
"Why sit you here and mourn for me,
And you will not let me sleep?
What do you want of me, sweetheart?
Oh, what is it you crave?"
"Just one kiss from your lily white lips,
And that is all I crave."
"Oh don't you see the fire, sweetheart,
The fire that burns so blue,
And my poor soul tormented is
All for the love of you.
And if you weren't my own sweetheart,
As I know you well to be,
I'd rend you up in pieces small
As leaves upon the tree.
Mourn not for me, my dearest dear,
Mourn not for me, I crave.
I must leave you, and all the world,
And turn into my grave...
And turn into my grave."
*smiles for Kory* Later, man.
Catriona, Countess of Options
Still searching for that one great love...
Hunter
Eternal Wotmaniad Fangirl
But now you're cooler than Mr. T. - OA
For Kory and Joe:
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