Marc Bolan

Marc Bolan - Trelawny Lawn songtekst

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The flowing mane of pain swells on Trelawny Lawn 

Stark handsome eyes decide the unicorn 

Is a beast of borrowed wisdom 

Like a thrush in the yielding harvest field 

The prophet deems snow. 



The silent stork of sadness scans Trelawny Lawn 

The lion, the unicorn it's horn in the lap of Beth 

Laments the dawn 

Beguiled, the scribish jacket-man his cap a skull-of-rat 

Is but a pawn. 



0 sky, your eyes embrace is to vicious for my wheat 

The foaming Earthguard whinneys to his leaden feet 

The bullfinch rumbles 

The lavish lion aslanically scythes the hay 

The unicorn bids you stay.
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