The Sunday Rising

歌詞

In this chamber's shade I lie here with my lady love alone in our lie near purpled by a passion's press your wings unfurled then furled round me oh sable turtledove, uponsdorsums down I soared within your darkness. But I fear the night has run before the old man's wake the old gent that be the sun will come our time to take he's always there yes he always follows he's at my door and at my window stupid old fool why d'you think yourself so great the king he rides, you can't be late. Alone we lie here in my room and again Mister Punctual has come too soon he's always there, yes he always follows he's at my door and at my window stupid old fool why d'you think yourself so great the king he rides, you can't be late. Alone we lie here in my room and again Mister Punctual has come too soon we have a curtain that won't succumb to him but unexpected and uninvited he comes' peeping in my window.... In this chamber's shade I lie here with my lady love alone in our lie near purpled by a passion's press your wings unfurled then furled round me oh sable turtledove upon dorsums down I soared within your darkness. Butt fear the night has run before the old man's wake the old gent that be the sun will come our time to take our humble curtain won't succumb to him but he finds ways out there to be looking in. Alone we lie here in my room and again Mister Punctual has come too soon we have a curtain that won't succumb to him but unexpected and uninvited he comes