[00:46.62]The lady comes to the gate dressed in lavender and leather[00:47.82]Looking north to the sea she finds the weather fine[01:41.73]She hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard[01:42.90]All the way from town[01:45.06]She watches seagulls fly, silver on the ocean[01:45.96]Stitching through the waves, the edges of the sky[01:47.94]Many people wander up the hills from all around you[01:49.14]Making up your memories and thinking they have found you[01:57.84]They cover you with veils of wonder as if you were a bride[01:58.98]Young men holding violets are curious to know if you have cried[02:09.09]And tell you why and ask you why any way you answer[02:10.05]Lace around the collars of the blouses of the ladies[02:11.07]Flowers from a Spanish friend of the families[02:12.03]The embroid'ry of your life holds you in and keeps you out but you survive[02:13.53]Imprisoned in your bones behind the isinglass windows of your eyes[02:19.56]And in the night the iron wheels rolling through the rain[03:00.63]Down the hills through the long grass to the sea[03:02.13]And in the dark the hard bells ringing with pain[03:03.09]Come away alone[03:03.42]Even now by the gate with your long hair blowing[03:04.32]And the colors of the day that lie along your arms[03:05.31]You must barter your life to make sure you are living[03:13.38]And the crowd that has come, you give them the colors[03:23.97]And the bells and wind and the dream[03:45.18]Will there never be a prince who rides along the sea and the mountains[03:48.39]Scattering the sand and foam into amethyst fountains[03:58.65]Riding up the hills from the beach in the long summer grass[03:59.79]Holding the sun in his hands and shattering the isinglass?[04:00.99]Day and night and day again the people come and go away forever[04:05.70]While the shining summer sea dances in the glass of your mirror[04:07.05]While you search the waves for love and your visions for a sign[04:09.72]The knot of tears around your throat is crystallizing into your design[04:13.74]And in the night the iron wheels rolling through the rain[04:19.56]Down the hills through the long grass to the sea[04:20.49]And in the dark the hard bells ringing with pain[04:24.09]Come away alone, come away alone with me