Mark Olson - My Carol lyrics

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I've come to fetch my Carol

I've wandered in the mud

Dirty sheets outside broken windows

Lies that poor folks never tell rich ones

Louder still is the sound of love

Is the sound of love

Where she falls in the leaves and [Incomprehensible]

I know the beauty of her song

The blood of priests run in her veins

She shakes her fists when [Incomprehensible]

Stronger still is light of her soul

Is the light of her soul

And I've come to help her now

My footsteps follow

Her black hair in my face

My arms around her waist

My love for her is a speckled bird

Animal leading in the snow

Slink back under the falling steps

Black rights and crooked sticks

Unforeseen victims of modern sin

Walk the dark ring and then more

Daylight brings the bells of joy

The bells of joy

I've come to help her now

My footsteps follow

Her black hair in my face

My arms around her waist

I've come to fetch my Carol

I've wandered in the mud

Dirty sheets outside broken windows

Lies that poor folks never tell rich ones

Louder still is the sound of love

Is the sound of love