Laura Marling
The Muse
God's work is plansI stand here with a man that talked to me so candidlyMore than you need to.My lips once roosedI feel again the blues of longing, ever longing, to be confusedHe wrote me a letterSaying he would love me betterWhen my poor sons begetter the rulesSpoke of love like hungerHe at once was younger, ever younger, in my hunger for a museFinest man that I've seen ever since my eyes have beenBut his honesty did gleam me blindKeep those thoughts from sightFollow me into the nightAnd you can call on me when you need the lightDon't you be scared of meI'm nothing but the beastAnd I'll call on you when I need to feastYou know what I needWhy won't you giveth me?Must I fall down at your feet and plead?
From Letras Mania