What He Wrote
Forgive me, Hera,
I cannot stay
He cut out my tongue,
There is nothing to save
Love me, oh lord, he threw me away,
He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay
He wrote, I'm broke
Please send for me
But I'm broken too,
And spoken for
Do not tempt me
Her skin is white, and I'm light as the sun,
So holy light shines, on the things you have done
So I asked him how he became this man?
How did he learn to hold fruit in his hands?
And where is the lamb, that gave you your name?
He had to leave, though I begged him to stay
Left me alone, when I needed the light
Fell to my knees, and I wept for my life
If he had have stayed, you might understand
If he had have stayed, you never would've taken my hand
He wrote,
I'm low
Please send for me
But I'm broken too,
And spoken for
Do not tempt me
And where is the lamb, that gave you your name?
He had to leave, though I begged him to stay
Begged him to stay, in my cold wooden grip
Begged him to stay, by the light of my ship
Me fighting him,
Fighting light,
Fighting dawn,
And the waves came,
And stole him,
And took him to war
He wrote,
I'm broke
Please send for me
But I'm broken too,
And spoken for
Do not tempt me
Forgive me, Hera, I cannot stay
Cut out my tongue, there is nothing to save
Love me oh lord, he threw me away
He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay
We write
That's alright
I miss his smell
We speak,
When spoken to
That suits us well
That suits us well
That suits me well
~ Laura Marling
