Our Darling Daughter You Are, Little Cecillia Marie Lyrics
To your knees, this daily passion
You don't feel anything
You couldn't raise the knife across him
But would you dare ask anyone to
Take away all the blame?
What if you, aren't responsible?
Would it ease this life a little
To see him buried instead?
The sweat of your back, now sticks to the carpet
As he moves himself out from the press
You couldn't ask for a better father
The words once expressed from your mouth
Now eat them away, or take to the grave
You're a pretty girl honey
If he would just die, then I might be happy, mother
So count to sleep, my dearest Martha
You know you should, but you won't leave Arthur
Would it not be for you, then please for the children
Cos if you won't they will, if you won't they will
And maybe for them, maybe them
This is the last, you'll say in the shower
As your blood curves a path, when mixed with the water
I'll do it myself so it's done
To the right of all ways, I will bury his grave
I'm a pretty girl, funny
Out from the woods a light burns in shadow
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A notice to a girl with a gun
So count to sleep, my dearest Martha
You know you should, but you won't leave Arthur
Would it not be for you, then please for the children
Cos if you won't they will, if you won't they will
And maybe for them, maybe them
