All the Wild Places

Take her cold hands Place the snowdrops in her palms And pushing through the wire I have no choice but to follow you Feel the weak sunlight on my skin As I take my spade and place her Forever by the birch trees And there was another But she wasn't tamed With the buzz of the flies With a flick of her mane And there was another But she wasn't you, you, you Out of all the wild places I love Out of all the wild places I love Out of all the wild places I love You are the most desolate Faith is scattered like the birds She would never bend to their Commandments in life Her freckled skin couldn't bear the weight Take her cold hand by the lake Place the spade into my amorous arms As I lie my coat down for her one more time And there was another But she wasn't changed With the buzz of the flies With the flick of her mane And there was another But we won't see her again, again, again Out of all the wild places I love Out of all the wild places I love Out of all the wild places I love Yours is the most desolate