Treasure Island

Albert Martin


Lady Princess Of The Snow


Lady princess of the snow
O your land has always been white
O your home has always been blue

Lay your head
Upon your cotton bed
Every meal that you gain
With no pilgrim you do share
You always keep them beside you

Strange feeling that I've got
When I see those fields that you dwell
Maybe the wrong side of Hell
But not sheltered by any God

Nightmare landscapes are built in your mind
That I'd like to roam and where I'd wish to remain
But it is no need to be blind
not to see that the imagined and the real are the same

I am just a lonesome poor boy
My roof is the stars of high above
The only thing that'd bring me joy
Is hear you say that you'd wish to own my love

Submitted: Tuesday, March 04, 2014
Edited: Saturday, April 19, 2014

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