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• Artiste: Alasdair Roberts
• Titre: The Yarn Unraveller
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Your family is haughty And rightly so, yet wrongly lowly No gold in store, but a trove of lore So right, so wrong, and nearly holy I would love to go along with you I would love to be your fellow traveller If that's not to be, then it's not to be And instead I'll be your yarn unraveller It is the wound unstaunchable It is the healthy woman's ailing It is the ship unlaunchable And yet forever doomed to sailing And also the harp of triple song Liberator, Lancer and Marauder And also the aze of double blade Cleaving in and in between disorder What sisterhood has joined together No brother feud can ever sever And when will you come back again? Will I see you on some future ocean? Or roving in some former glen? Or just whenever you take the notion? When weeping men and women break And reassemble in a jumble When the true pretender lose his throne When the humble be proud and the proud be humbled Now Pastor Glass has passed away And the sponges have absorbed the Aegean I will hitch a ride on an endless wine From what must be fled I will ever be fleeing