Lyrics

Damson Tree

Sweet breeze upon her skin,
She wears it just like a coat of lace,
Cloves upon her breath imply,
A warm intoxicating spice.

The birds would sing above their heads,
The branches spread their love
The grass below like velvet lay,
Beneath the Damson Tree.

She'd wait til the colour of the night,
And meet him all clothed in secret thread,
No words would utter from their tongues,
Only the sound of lovers leaves.

The birds would sing above their heads,
The branches spread their love,
The grass below like velvet lay,
Beneath the Damson Tree.

Dark night, her lover did not come,
She waited until the sun arrived,
The seasons changed from red to white,
She lay there unmoved by nature's bite.

The birds would sing above their heads,
The branches spread their love,
The grass below like velvet lay beneath the Damson Tree.

The birds would sing above her head,
The branches spread her love,
The grass below like tombstones lay,
Beneath the Damson Tree.