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I have snipped your wingspan,
My precious captive swan.
Here, all clipped of kickstand
Your spirit won't last long.
Don't you lift a finger.
Don't you snap and jaw.
Limber limbs akimbo,
Restful rubbing raw
Oh my own true love!
Oh my own true love!
Can you hear me love?
Can you hear me love?
Don't hold out for rescue.
None can hear your call,
Till I have wrest and wrecked you
Behind these fortress walls.
Oh my own true love!
Oh my own true love!
Can you hear me love?
Can you hear me love?
My precious captive swan.
Here, all clipped of kickstand
Your spirit won't last long.
Don't you lift a finger.
Don't you snap and jaw.
Limber limbs akimbo,
Restful rubbing raw
Oh my own true love!
Oh my own true love!
Can you hear me love?
Can you hear me love?
Don't hold out for rescue.
None can hear your call,
Till I have wrest and wrecked you
Behind these fortress walls.
Oh my own true love!
Oh my own true love!
Can you hear me love?
Can you hear me love?
Lyrics submitted by MarcelLionheart
Margaret In Captivity Lyrics as written by Colin Meloy
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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As a pop song this wouldn't work at all, but as a piece on the album I think it does just fine. In particular, this (along w/ "The Wanting Comes In Waves/Repaid") highlight Colin's vocal talent: it's hard to distill a whole character into a manner of singing, but you can very clearly hear the rake coming through and this song.
I am a little weirded out by the reference to kickstands, though - it smacks as anachronistic, but I probably shouldn't be complaining about that when he sets the story near three landmarks that are not really anywhere near each other.