Lavinia

See my love is asleep on the floor in a pose thats familiar
see my son will just send you to war if the battle doesnt kill you
ive her name in mine calling all the time
that i dont want to live in your side though the rose is vermillion
and i find it so hard to survive without when within you

my sweet Lavinia

all the years buried under the floor and the wounds in the parlours
would have come up to greet us before if it werent for my heart cause
ive her name in mind its calling all the time

for my sweet Lavinia