Pixies - Primrose Lyrics

Pixies - Primrose Lyrics

Good morning, Brigid, I can hear the bell

Is it even real? Who knows?

Is there a sheep gone down in the well?

Now the bleeding grows

Feel the fire thrown from her hand

Better burnt than frozen

If there is darkness over the land

Winter wind follows

Up to the stream, asleep on the moss

My finger in the flows

If I dream, then what is the loss

Here in sweet repose?

If I fell in the water, I'd see where it goes

If you should see me pass

Give love to my class and my good fellows

Leave next to the spring a primrose