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Oak Tree Lyrics
Under an old oak tree
I found his young body
Took him and his heart inside
Promised him as my bride
We were happily tethered
So happily tethered
Then we lived out our dream
Under these oak and elm beams
Gathered our fresh bounty
From the garden's rich authority
That we had sown
We bloomed and we splendour'd
We gathered seeds and ploughed on
We bloomed and we splendour'd
We planted seeds and ploughed on
We bloomed and we splendour'd
We gathered our fruits and soldiered on
In our bed of deep mahogany
We fucked about, kissing and sodomy
Engraved our stains on the headboard
Skirted around moments of cruelty
Under these pale holly leaves
I cared for his stale body
Suddenly organs were failing
I bought salves, grapes,
And mostly, I suppose, I stayed
I did not leave in pursuit of easier living
I stuck through it
In dumb hope and in blind determination
We stuck through it
Despite the removal of hope
Despite the worsening
We stuck through it
Despite the darkening sun
The loss of the moon
We stuck through it
Under an old apple tree
I scattered his dead body
To feed the orchard again
A rich source of calcium
And my tears
I found his young body
Took him and his heart inside
Promised him as my bride
We were happily tethered
So happily tethered
Under these oak and elm beams
Gathered our fresh bounty
From the garden's rich authority
That we had sown
We gathered seeds and ploughed on
We bloomed and we splendour'd
We planted seeds and ploughed on
We bloomed and we splendour'd
We gathered our fruits and soldiered on
We fucked about, kissing and sodomy
Engraved our stains on the headboard
Skirted around moments of cruelty
I cared for his stale body
Suddenly organs were failing
I bought salves, grapes,
And mostly, I suppose, I stayed
I stuck through it
In dumb hope and in blind determination
We stuck through it
Despite the removal of hope
Despite the worsening
We stuck through it
Despite the darkening sun
The loss of the moon
We stuck through it
I scattered his dead body
To feed the orchard again
A rich source of calcium
And my tears
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lyrics from Patrick with the following:
"I always like to write a swinging waltz. Or in this case a 6/8 song. Annoying for drummers, great for the lyricist as it’s easier to rhyme in this meter. The lyric describes the life of a relationship, from it’s lustful commencement in the horny outdoors, through the travails of ill health (mirroring my own) through to a decision for the healthy partner not to leave his ill man alone. During the middle 8 the ill man dies, leaving the healthy partner with the task of scattering his love’s ashes. “Don’t write gay lyrics” said the record companies back in the ‘90s as “you’ll be marginalized.” Has anything changed I wonder? Didn’t stop me then, wont stop me now. Dan’s favourite song."