The Incredible String Band - Explorer (No Ruinous Feud ) lyrics
[The Incredible String Band - Explorer No Ruinous Feud lyrics]
I can no longer hear you
Call 'cross the airwaves
The fog on the line has shaken
My will not to yield
The one left here, my command's all gone down
I'm caught, caught
Where the cold dark fingers trace
Where the men who failed
They lie and kiss the dark earth's face
I am lost, lost
By the storm clouds am tossed
Now here comes the snow deep
And I will take a sleep
Sweet Margaret my dear tell me
It was long and a strong
And sweet year indeed to get lost in
I've seen the survivors when they
Come home from the icefields
The lace and the ladies' flush and
A pearl on the eye
The fine bone china and the
Log fire spark high
But I'm back in the wasteland low
Where the ripe seed never gets blown
What chance I'll see the sun on the lea
Hear the cornfield moan i am lost, lost
By the storm clouds am tossed
Now here comes the snow deep
And I will take sleep, sweet Margaret my dear
Tell me it was a long and a strong
And a sweet year indeed
No one to hear me when I cry
No one to hold me when I sigh
No one to watch me when I die
How will I live again
Call 'cross the airwaves
The fog on the line has shaken
My will not to yield
The one left here, my command's all gone down
I'm caught, caught
Where the cold dark fingers trace
Where the men who failed
They lie and kiss the dark earth's face
I am lost, lost
By the storm clouds am tossed
Now here comes the snow deep
And I will take a sleep
Sweet Margaret my dear tell me
It was long and a strong
And sweet year indeed to get lost in
I've seen the survivors when they
Come home from the icefields
The lace and the ladies' flush and
A pearl on the eye
The fine bone china and the
Log fire spark high
But I'm back in the wasteland low
Where the ripe seed never gets blown
What chance I'll see the sun on the lea
Hear the cornfield moan i am lost, lost
By the storm clouds am tossed
Now here comes the snow deep
And I will take sleep, sweet Margaret my dear
Tell me it was a long and a strong
And a sweet year indeed
No one to hear me when I cry
No one to hold me when I sigh
No one to watch me when I die
How will I live again