Patrick Wolf Hymn Of The Haar
[Verse 1]
The path here over winter grew
With wild madder and restharrow
I came to tread another in at the end of spring
I walk my miseries here on a leash
The strait of Dover, a silver verisimilar damascun road
[Verse 2]
The sea wrack bore just after noon
A boy in the shape of a balloon
His jumper a Rashidun green
Came clear there was no rousing him
So I wrote for him a name
Before the police came to tarpaulin and erase the evidence
[Chorus]
Crisis to crisis
Life needn't be like this
Or must it and must l
Be oblivious nor ask why?
Just to hear the hymn of the haar
Or haul-away to harbour?
[Verse 3]
Easterlies at shakespeare cliff
Provoking the precipice
Here come the lee waves shuddering the neck of bluff
Enough delusion, my crop will fail
The scansion of the spindrift binds me to the metre of despair
[Chorus]
Crisis to crisis
Life once wasn't like this
Or was it and was i
Too delirious to realise
Or to hear the hymn of the haar
And haul-away to harbour?
[Bridge]
The shadow needs the light
To keep it's void in sight
The left wing needs the right to keep the beast in flight
[Chorus]
Skylark to bugloss to selfheal
To cormorant to samphire to plover
No bluebird flies over
Here in the hymn of the haar
As we haul-away to harbour
[Outro]
Or where the voices just too loud today
To let you tell anybody
Or back across the barr them pray
Oft him anhaga are gebideð
