I had a king dressed in drip-dry and paisley
Lately he's taken to saying I'm crazy and blind
He lives in another time
Ladies in gingham still blush
While he sings them of wars and wine
But I in my leather and lace
I can never become that kind.
HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
6 comments:
well I've always wanted red hair...alas the impossible dream
Lovely, lovely! I'd never heard those lyrics before and they're delicious. Thank you!
Who is that lovely read head? I must find those headbands.
The redhead is Allison Sudol from A Fine Frenzy. She's beautiful AND talented! And a fellow redhead :-)
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