My dearest dear, the time has come for you and I to part,
And you will never know my dear the sorrow in my heart.
And you will never know my dear I love you oh so well,
I love you more my dearest dear than human tongue can tell.
The crow that is so black my dear would surely turn to white,
If ever I prove false to you bright day would turn to night,
Bright day would turn to night my dear the elements would mourn,
If ever I prove false to you the seas would rage and burn.
I wish my heart were made of glass wherein you might behold,
The letters of your name my dear therein are writ with gold,
Therein are writ with gold, my dear, believe me when I say,
You are the only one for me until my dying day.
So when you’re in some foreign land, pray think on your absent friend,
And when the wind blows high and clear a letter to me send,
And when the wind the blows high and clear, pray send it love to me,
That I may know by your
credits
from Hall-Gate House,
released September 16, 2022
Featuring Dáithí Sproule.
A new EP from Low Leaf expands on the wide-ranging and intoxicating jazz and ambient fusion that defined her earlier work. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 3, 2024