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[Intro] [Verse] The boxwood guards the hall The morning shadows tall I scale the terrace wall Before the bugle call My fingers stained with loam Beneath the palace dome I find your humble home Where wilder spirits roam [Pre-Chorus] The frost has kissed the yew In shades of silver blue I bring a gift for you To start the day anew [Chorus] Wren flowers on the sill While all the world is still Against the winter chill Beyond the sovereign’s will The latch is made of gold A secret left untold A story to unfold Before the day grows old [Verse] The scullery is dim Upon the basin’s rim I hear a morning hymn A soft and distant whim You stir within the light To banish away the night A vision pure and white Inside the candle’s sight [Pre-Chorus] The frost has kissed the yew In shades of silver blue I bring a gift for you To start the day anew [Chorus] Wren flowers on the sill While all the world is still Against the winter chill Beyond the sovereign’s will The latch is made of gold A secret left untold A story to unfold Before the day grows old [Bridge] Charcoal lines upon the slate Beside the heavy iron gate We do not ask the hand of fate Or for the carriage clocks to wait The viola da gamba sighs Beneath the heavy velvet skies I see the longing in your eyes Where every silent promise lies [Chorus] Wren flowers on the sill While all the world is still Against the winter chill Beyond the sovereign’s will The latch is made of gold A secret left untold A story to unfold Before the day grows old [Post-Chorus] The dew is on the leaf Our time is sharp and brief A beautiful belief The sweetest kind of grief [Outro]
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