The Hazards of Love 4 (The Drowned) - The Decemberists

Margaret arrayed the rocks around the hull before it was sinking

A million stones, a million bones, a million holes within the chinking

And painting rings around your eyes these peppered holes so filled with crying

A whisper weighed upon the tattered down where you and I were lying

Tell me now, tell me this, a forest’s son, a river’s daughter

A willow on the willow wisp, our ghosts will wander all of the water

So let’s be married here today these rushing waves to bear our witness

And we will lie like river stones rolling only where it takes us

But I pulled you and I called you here

And I caught you and I brought you here

These hazards of love, never more will trouble us

Oh Margaret the lapping waves are licking quietly at our ankles

Another bow another breath this brilliant chill’s come for the shackle

With this long last rush of air we speak our vows and sorry whispers

When the waves came crashing down, he closed his eyes and softly kissed her

But I pulled you and I called you here

And I caught you and I brought you here

These hazards of love, never more will trouble us

And these hazards of love, never more will trouble us