Rare is this love
Keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me,
lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Oh but the farrow know
Her hungry eyes, her ancient
soul
It's carried by the sneering menagerieKnow what it is to grow
Beneath her sky, her punishing
cold
To slowly learn of her ancient
miseryTo be twisted by something
A shame without a sin
Like how she twisted the bog man
After she married him
Rare is this love
Keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me,
lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
But in all the world
There is one lover worthy of her
With as many souls claimed as sheBut for all he's worth
He still shatters always on her
earth
The cause of every tear she'd ever
weepRushing to shore to meet her
Foaming with loneliness
White hands to fondle and beat
her
Give her his onliness
Rare is this love
I need you to run to me, run to me,
lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love"
I need you to run to me, run to me,
lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleedingRare is this love"
I need you to run to me, run to me,
lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love
I need you to run to me, run to me,
lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding