[ti:Bluebells] [ar:Patrick Wolf] [al:The Magic Position] [00:00.00]Ringing... [00:35.46]Lucy, remember [00:38.84]The smell of that fall [00:43.09]The fires of fungus [00:46.09]And the rotting leaves [00:48.71] [00:51.46]I fell off the wagon [00:55.46]Into your arms [00:59.84]Into this long month of sundays [01:04.59] [01:08.34]And you were my husband [01:11.40]My wife, my heroin [01:16.65]Now this is our final December [01:20.53] [01:25.00]Now deep in a forest [01:28.18]Losing all though of spring [01:33.50]And nothing can help me remember [01:40.37]And I'm going nowhere fast [01:43.81]A darker day has holed at last [01:48.63]Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning [01:54.25] [01:56.94]And your love has come too late [02:00.94]Away from the garden gate [02:05.38]Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing [02:11.44] [02:18.83]Now that it's over after all that we had [02:22.83]A river runs through the rafters down, down, down [02:32.33]Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring [02:40.52]The phone rings out and I remember [02:47.14]But I'm going nowhere fast [02:50.96]A darker day has holed at last [02:55.64]Deep in this dream I set the calmness to spinning [03:04.04] [03:04.60]And your love has come too late [03:08.41]Now wave to the garden gate [03:12.97]Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing [03:21.04]Ringing, ringing, ringing [05:05.82]Wanna hear them ringing, my love [05:06.64]Wanna hear them ringing