Wood Wives
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Wood wives hide in the dark
Hide in the trees
Whisper your name
When you're low, behold
Wood wives older than stone
Open your soul
Bathe in your eyes and you come alive
Wood wives bloom in the Spring
Supernaturally thin
She hungers for you more than anything
Wood wives drawing you down
Coiling around
Lids heavy under the ground
Oh baby
Can anyone tell me where all the wood wives have gone?
In the King's arms on a Saturday night
Wood wives fade like a song
Learn her lines and she's gone
Just a trace of her taste on your face
And all the wood wives return to the shade
Their magic unmade
And you're back to your workaday trade
Can anyone tell me where all the wood wives have gone?
In the King's arms on a Saturday night
Won't someone tell me where all the wood wives went?
In the flash of a smile
In the bat of a lash
Come take a walk with me again
You'll see them all down Saffron Lane
All singing, all dancing Summer parade
Out of this world for a day
Out of this world for a day
Out of this world...
© hf, New York City, March 2010
