WAITING BY THE WILLOW

serving up a little Bianca and Sierra {aka CocoRosie} looniness today. the video is a bit creepy but beautifully done nonetheless and quite fitting for the somber notes of early february and a perfect time to fall into a trance.

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It was just before the moon hung
Her weary heavy head in
The gallows and the graves of
The milky milky cradle
His tears have turned to poppies
A shimmer in the midnight
A flower in the twilight
A flower in the twilight


We're waiting by the willow
Our milky milky cradle
Our lockets long have rusted
His picture worn and weathered
Our hair is in the garden
The roses in our toeses
Our heart are in the blossoms
Our eyes are in the branches


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tomorrow will be a pocketful of posies, i promise.


xx