The Legend Of Mucklow - And Also the Trees

Waist high in the wild oats

Goose-grass burrs on his old coat

A knife tears through his throat.

Sunlight sparkles in the old stones by the wall

Surprise in his eyes as he begins to fall

Across his hand an ant crawls

It’s been a long time coming.

Himmancame

Himmancame

Bringemin now bringemin

Himmancame

throughthewheat himmancame

Seems a long time

That the dawn’s been coming

Spreading down through the sky

Reflected in his eyes

And could it be

That I can smell the blood on this breeze

It’s been a long time coming.

Himmancame

Himmancame

Bringemin now bringemin

Himmancame

throughthewheat now

cutyou

It’s been a long time coming.