Green Fingers
Hibiscus head -- in a flower bed
A finger hewn -- planted and sewn
Oh magic in her hands -- she could make anything grow
Magic in her hands -- she had green fingers
It's curious
Where animals don't go
Mandrake rooted deep into the soil
Where the sun won't fall -- but it flourishes
See the pretty maids -- all in a row
Magic in her hands -- she could make anything grow
Magic in her hands -- she had green fingers
It's reaching...
And groping -- a clammy handshake
Clawing the ivy
Crawling the tightrope -- along the lattice work
With this hand I thee wed
With this hand I thee bed
With this hand I...
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Who watches the watchers upon lunisolar shores
Of grim forest lake, in telluric angor
(Awake) yet I dreamt, as three suns had abade
Of wyrmtongued, lurid, ill sired scions
Who watches the watchers, who sought of their truth
A leering abyss that beckons to fools
But black pennants fly in a suffocating night
Atop a keep of lore, where hope yet shines
And black pennants reign in a suffocating night
Atop a keep of lore, where hope yet shines
Of grim forest lake, in telluric angor
(Awake) yet I dreamt, as three suns had abade
Of wyrmtongued, lurid, ill sired scions
Who watches the watchers, who sought of their truth
A leering abyss that beckons to fools
But black pennants fly in a suffocating night
Atop a keep of lore, where hope yet shines
And black pennants reign in a suffocating night
Atop a keep of lore, where hope yet shines