by The Decemberists on album The Hazards Of Love

Margaret array 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 pepper holes too filled

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards Of Love

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards of Love

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards of Love

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards of Love

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album Here Come the Waves: The Hazards of Love Visualized

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album Here Come the Waves: The Hazards of Love Visualized

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album Hazards of Love

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards Of Love

Father I'm not feeling well, the flowers me you fed Tasted spoiled for suddenly I find that I am dead But father don't you fear your children all are here Singing oh, the hazards of love Father turn

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards Of Love

And here I am softer than a shower And here I am to garland you with flowers To lay you down in a clover bed The stars a roof above our heads And all my life I've never felt the tremor And all my lif

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards of Love

[First Voice:] My true love went riding out in white and green and gray Past the pale of Offa's wall where she was wont to stray And there she came upon a white and wounded fawn Singing, ["Oh, the haz

by The Decemberists on album iTunes Session

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album 2009-06-10: Radio City Music Hall, New York, NY, USA

William: Margaret, array the rocks around the hole Before we’re sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes, these peppered hol

by The Decemberists on album 2009-06-10: Radio City Music Hall, New York, NY, USA

[First Voice:] My true love went riding out in white and green and gray Past the pale of Offa's wall where she was wont to stray And there she came upon a white and wounded fawn Singing, ["Oh, the haz

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards Of Love

And all the while whispering arbors provide cover What previous witnessed ardors of our lovers Our heroine here falls prey to her abductor All a gallop with Margaret, slung rude 'cross withers Having

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards Of Love

Colin: Mother I can hear your footfall now soft disturbance in the dead fall how it precedes you like a black smoke oh still the wanting comes in waves You delivered me from danger then pulled my cr

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards Of Love

Colin: Mother I can hear your foot-fall now Soft disturbance in the dead-fall how It proceeds you like a black smoke pall Still the wanting comes in waves And you delivered me from danger then Pulled

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards Of Love

I'm made of bones of the branches the boughs and the brow-beating light While my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy high And my fingers extend to the leaves in the eves, and the bright

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards of Love

Colin: Mother I can hear your foot-fall now Soft disturbance in the dead-fall how It proceeds you like a black smoke pall Still the wanting comes in waves And you delivered me from danger then Pulled

by The Decemberists on album The Hazards of Love

Colin: Mother I can hear your foot-fall now Soft disturbance in the dead-fall how It proceeds you like a black smoke pall Still the wanting comes in waves And you delivered me from danger then Pulled