Marissa Nadler Follow

My love and I, were walking down the road
In a dream that I had not so many years ago
And if my red blood will cease to flow
Your ghost may come where I will go

See, you're as good as dead to me
My holy ghost my savior tree
And if my red blood will cease to flow
Your ghost may come where I will go

Your dreary days, your damsel days
Your water days are dying
Your dreary days, your damsel day
Your desperate days are dead

Oh, where will you go when I, I loved you ever since
The day we slept in fields of poppies?
Oh where will you go when I, I loved you ever since
The day we dreamt in fields of poppies?

Your dreary days, your damsel days
Your water days are dying
Your dreary days, your damsel days
Your water days are dead