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Jane Siberry - Trumpeter Swan lyrics
will you wipe the flour from your hands and look this way? perfect now hold your apron by your side perfect no, no...your hair's just fine perfect will you let me paint you? I'll take such pride many sorrows, many ways life could be kinder but you laugh a lot - life is still a surprise meeting you and greeting you is always an armful "oceans of love" crinkling in your eyes neck white and eager my Trumpeter Swan gliding through the ferns the fronds we feel your love oh Trumpeter Swan oh love on now I see you kneeling amidst the fiddle-heads and ferns at the side of the pond weaving 13 magic flaxen shirts for 13 brother swans and never once in your sweet thoughts do you ever think maybe you might fail in your unknowing way your love is strong me - I fear the 13 brother swans are going me - I curse them when they've gone but you will never know for we will rearrange the ferns and fronds to re-surround you the devil makes us see more and you don't see more but somehow you go beyond neck white and eager my Trumpeter Swan gliding through the ferns the fronds we feel your love oh Trumpeter Swan oh love on when I think of you I think of Christmas of oranges and mangers on the mantelpiece of red and greens and velvets of stars that twinkle on the Christmas tree I don't know if trumpeter swans are immortal but if ever from this beautiful pond you should fly the reason would be...the reason would be you were loved too much by them by I neck white and eager my Trumpeter Swan gliding through the ferns the fronds we feel your love oh Trumpeter Swan oh love on |
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