Take Back Thy Gift

Take back thy gift

Restore me to the ground

Take back thy gift

Lay me deeply in the earth

Oh, the woods decay, so do they

Plow the fields, then lie beneath

I remember wild and sweet melodies

In April, hear those lips that kiss so sweet

Woman of the dawn

She rises in the East

I beg her each morn

Release me, please

Oh, the woods decay, so do they

Plow the fields, then lie beneath

I remember wild and sweet melodies

In April, hear those lips that kiss so sweet

Take back thy gift

Restore me to the ground