Thickets Songtext
von Patrick Wolf

Just a little further up the hill, boy
You′ll be home soon enough

All along the river
Pedalling fast as I could
Watches the wasteland flowers
Old cars and rubbish flourish
With blackberries and red berries

Sweet blackberries
Taste red berries
Bury berries

Went looking for my tower
Of all the rails and the roads
In need of resurrection
As my desires and powers
Grow and thicket, tall all around me

Tall all around me
Tall around me
Around, around, around now


Have I been travelling so long
That I forgot how to stop?
Why are my brakes all broken?
Wheels spinning out of control
And look how pale and deathly I've become

What, what have I become?
What, what have I become?
Become, become, become now

And all my wastelands flower
And all my thickets grow now
And all my wastelands flower
And all my thickets grow
Tall and tall, still
Tall and tall, tall and tall
All around
All around me

Pale and deathly
As all the wasteland flowers and all the thickets grow
Pale and deathly
As all your wasteland flowers and all your thickets grow
Pale and deathly
As all the wasteland flowers and all the thickets grow
Pale and deathly
As all your wasteland flowers and all your thickets grow


Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round