Rare is this love, Keep it covered, I need you to run to me, Run to me lover, Run until you feel your lungs bleeding Oh but the farrow knows Her hungry eyes, her ancient soul, It\'s carried by the sneering menagerie Know what it is to grow Beneath her sky, a punishing cold, To slowly learn of her ancient misery To be twisted by something A shame without a sin, Like how she twisted the bog man After she married him Rare is this love, Keep it covered, I need you to run to me, Run to me, lover, Run until you feel your lungs bleeding But in all the world There is one lover worthy of her With as many souls claimed as she, But for all he\'s worth He still shatters always on her earth, The cause of every tear she\'d ever weep Rushing ashore to meet her, Foaming with loneliness, White hands to fondle and beat her, To give her his lonliness Rare is this love, Keep it covered, I need you to run to me, Run to me, lover, Run until you feel your lungs bleeding Rare is this love, Keep it covered, I need you to run to me, Run to me, lover, Run until you feel your lungs bleeding Rare is this love, Keep it covered, I need you to run to me, Run to me, lover, Run until you feel your lungs bleeding Rare is this love, Keep it covered, I need you to run to me, Run to me, lover, Run until you feel your lungs bleeding