Black Acres Lyrics - Singles - Elysian Fields

Whirlwind take me there 

Where I will be his lady fair 

Sheets of night hiding us 

Gusts of wind riding us 

I'm blown away into his hands 

I'm weak and high, can barely stand 

In the web of dizzy leaves 

Virgins all, elude the trees 

Touch me now, touch me 

The black acres are claiming me 

They're claiming me 

He holds me up like a babe 

Pressing close I can't behave 

I need to have this little death 

I'm up against his downy chest 

In the web of dizzy leaves 

Virgins all, elude the trees 

The chill is flush with burning flesh 

It's so refined this little death 

Touch me now, touch me 

The black acres are claiming me 

They're claiming me 

Touch me now, touch me 

The black acres are claiming me 

They're claiming me 

Black acres 

I'm running away from home 

And the wind, the wind is blowin' 

And the weathervane 

Its heathen song 

Lulls the world 

With silver tongue