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• Artiste: Corpus Callosum
• Titre: The Cabin
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All and all, here's all I know Her heart stopped beating years ago But below the ground her hair did grow It pushed aside the coffin door It pushed up through the earthen floor When I got home, a forest had grown Where was the girl that I'd left so many years before So if you are the traveling kind Don't take a love you might leave behind Take my advice, stay at home It's better to have never loved Than to be loved and be left alone So I built a cabin there In the forest of her hair And when some years had come and gone There came to my humble home A storm, and a young woman Who found my cabin nice and warm She stayed with me a night, no less I enjoyed her company, I must confess It lifted the veil of loneliness That had hung over me But in the morning, when I rose I found the trees of the forest had grown They blocked up the windows, they barred up the doors They grew up through the cracks in the floors And across my cabin they spread And over the wrists and the ankles and the neck Of the young woman in the bed And she twisted and writhed like a rag in the wind The forest her final resting place My cabin, her coffin So if you are the traveling kind Don't take a love you might leave behind Take my advice, stay at home It's better to have never loved Than to be loved and be left alone