Patrick Wolf - Time Of Year lyrics
rate meTremors of dark heartDeparts as you come nearUnderneath the orchard branches bareBetter the bitter cold for into your hand to foldSemaphore your sorrow I'll decipher codeWe drum for the winter sunDream to bury the gunWait for providence to comeSend our love to those we wish hereAt this time of yearWhat frankincense or myrrh do they seekTo send our soldiers to those burning sands?How many crosses more must we stigmata our soil withUntil we reveal the blood on our hands?We drum for the winter sunDream to bury the gunWait for providence to comeSend our love to those we wish hereAt this time of year[Drumming for the winter sun]I've been so worried about our futureStaring at the failures of my pastI've got to really pull myself back togetherFor to wake that winter sun at lastWe drum for the winter sunSend our loveWish you were hereAt this time of year
