I'll wrap this heart with cellophane This is completeness again The victory of which I'd spoken To mend a heart that was one broken Cause bodies break and so separate now
Green grow the rushes, oh These are the seed we've sewn But who knows that way grow From a heart of stone and bone
I'll bury these hearts in a casket Swaddled with love and tightly fastened I'll bury this love six feet under Packed down with mud asunder Cause this blood that flows is all my own Nourishing my flesh and bones This blood is all my own It's mine alone.
Green grow the rushes, oh These are the seeds we've sewn Cause veins turn to roots and roots take hold And they creep up slow
I'll sing you one oh. Green grow the rushes oh One is one and all alone And ever more shall be so.
