Fialta Porphyria's Lover
Part through the rain
And tell me where you've been
Stir up the hearth
And shutter out the wind
I'll just watch, watch you smiling there
Absently wringing out your hair
Bare me your shoulder
Warm your cheek to mine
Spread out your hair
And tell me one more time
I'll just catch, catch these yellow strands
Braid them all, with my shaking hands
I'll just wrap, wrap your throat around
Pull it tight, don't you make a sound
We'll sit all through the night
Firelight, eyes still wide
You'll stay here by my side
Cheek still flush, flush to mine
O my Porphyria!
Did it hurt my little bird?
We sat all through the night
And God ain't said
And God ain't said a word