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THE DECEMBERISTS lyrics : "The Queen's Approach"

I'm
Made of bones of the branches
The boughs and the brow-beating light


While my feet are the trunks
And my head is the canopy high


And my fingers extend
to the leaves

and the eaves
and the (bright?)


Might I shine?
It's my shine (child?)


He
Was a baby abandoned
entombed in a cradle of claim (clay?)


And I was a soul
Who took pity

And stole him away

And gave him the form of

A fawn to inhabit
By day


Bright Eyes, stay
It's my day


And you
Have removed this temptation
that's troubled my innocent child


To abduct and abuse and to render, (bereft?) and defiled


But the river is deep
To the banks and the water is wild,
I will fly you

To the far side

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