Letras
Many are the factions formed
The sun is thrust, the day is born
An open husk of spoiled corn
The tapestry of soil
The gleaming sacks of Annie Ram
The rainbow serpent's wonderland
Be the truth disguised a sham
The curious recoil
Oh, gleaming sacks of Annie Ram
Take all young lovers by the hand
And lead them now to somewhere deep
Within the reaching trim
And thriss the plumes of arching field
With connor's lips and daffodils
Oh, Annie Ram, the naked lovers
Shedding spoiled skin
Annie Ram
Annie Ram
Oh, Annie Ram
Annie Ram
And life is but the corpse of time
And time the limitless decline of life
And as they intertwine
The birth of something new
A pheasant fleeting toward the hill
The many fishes throbbing gills
A spectacle of dream and skill
To wet the morning dew
And all at once the pleasant die
The lunar lodestone tugs the tide
What rapture is won't be denied
At Annie Ram's command
The seasons pierce the tempered switch
And brand the stems of wicked ills
Should all remain a faulty stitch
A wound in every hand
Oh, gleaming sacks of Annie Ram
Take all young lovers by the hand
And lead them now to somewhere deep
Within the reaching trim
And thriss the plumes of arching field
With connor's lips and daffodils
Oh, Annie Ram, the naked lovers
Shedding spoiled skin