Album Name : Apparitions And Little Disturbances
Release Date : 2009-11-03
Song Duration : 4:19
Ray Childish The Corpse Bride
The church bells are chiming and the night is chill
the ivy is climbing up the ancient brick mill
no birds are singing, 'cause the tunes get stuck in their throats
I don't hear cicadas, I don't hear the buzz of bees
the air's so goddamn icy that all plants around me freeze
I am sitting here all curled up
dressed in the whitest bridal gown anyone has ever seen
I'm running my hand over the cold gravestone I'm sitting on
the full moon that's been a-shining has disappeared, yeah, it is gone
only the candles' flames are flickering in the southern winter breeze
you'll need ot get a good deal closer to see my face is drained in tears
Everyone's been saying prayers o'er the graves of their beloved ones
so many people passed me by, but no one's looked at me but once
I'm the corpse bride, I'm your corpse bride, hon
I've been waiting here a hundred years for you to finally come
You'll come riding on a stallion, all white and skin and bone
with a crow on one shoulder, on the other a petty drone
you will take me straight to church with a priest already waiting
we'll exchange our wedding rings like this couple on the painting
While we'll be walking down the aisle accompanied by cheers
in the back, the priest, will start to hand out the beers
outside it'll be raining razorblades and butcher knives
the night will be even blacker for the merely squeaking bat hives
Everyone had said their prayers o'er the graves of their beloved ones
so many people passed me by, but no one's looked at me but once
I'm the corpse bride, I'm your corpse bride, hon
the clock strikes midnight and in an eye-wink you will finally come
