[Patrick Wolf]
Magpie, was it you who stole the wedding ring?
Or what other thieving bird would steal such hope away?
Magpie, I am lost among the hinterland
Caught among the bracken
And the ferns
And the boys who have no name
[Marianne Faithfull]
There's no name for us
[Patrick]
Still, we sing
[Marianne]
And still, we sing...
Little boy, little boy, lost and blue
Listen now, let me tell you what to do
You can run on, run along
Alone or home between the knees of her
All among her bracken and her ferns
And the boy will have a name
[Both]
And we will sing
Magpie, was it you who stole the wedding ring?
Or what other thieving bird would steal such hope away?
Magpie, I am lost among the hinterland
Caught among the bracken
And the ferns
And the boys who have no name
[Marianne Faithfull]
There's no name for us
[Patrick]
Still, we sing
[Marianne]
And still, we sing...
Little boy, little boy, lost and blue
Listen now, let me tell you what to do
You can run on, run along
Alone or home between the knees of her
All among her bracken and her ferns
And the boy will have a name
[Both]
And we will sing
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