Elizabeth Stride (1843-1888) – Band Of Susans – letras

Elizabeth stride, born with clear blue eyes open widePlays in fields of flowers red and whiteGames of seek and hidePapa never lets her from his sightThe cows and horses breedFather plants the seed and visits late at nightShe dreams of living in a world apartOld enough to bleedHuman need, must find a human heartServant girl in town, belly swelling roundShe sings a lullaby: Never will you know what you are worthStillborn child delivered from the crime of birthEast end lights, dosshouse hopes and queen’s head nights soaked in ginA broken piece of comb to please the gentlemenA scrap of velvet rag, a metal spoonThe bounty of « sin »Footsteps in the darkA stalker or a mark follows her pathWheezing in the soot-blackened airShrouded in the fog, he’s standing thereShe can feel him stareSomeone’s thereShe can feel him stareHe’s standing thereShe can feel him stareLong liz stride, skirts spread against a scarlet cloudEyes open wide, her blood feeds the stones of dutfield’s yard