People Of The Village

Good morning I see you
There on the phone
Good morning I see you
Dead on the throne
Like a dragonfly
With stone wings
Stone wings I sing I tell you the ones I love
The people of my village
That I was drowned in a Scotland sea
By pagans in ecstasy Mother;
Father you never
Heard from me

Good morning I see you
There on the phone
Good morning I see you
Dead on the throne

Here I sit Stone wings
Stone wings I sing I tell you, the ones I love
The people of my village
That I was drowned in a Scotland sea
By pagans in ecstasy Mother;
Father you never
Heard from me

( Tell me why ) Good morning I see you
There on the phone
Good morning I see you
Dead on the throne

I was lifted
For the gift
For the gift I bring
Held down, I drunk the town
For the people of my village