Raglan Road
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โฑ๏ธ 4:08 duration
๐ ID: 2209852
๐ Lyrics
On Raglan Road, on an autumn day
I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare
That I might one day rue
I saw the danger, yet I passed
Along the enchanted way
And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf
At the dawning of the day
On Grafton Street, in November
We tripped lightly along the ledge
Of the deep ravine where can be seen
The worth of passion's pledge
The Queen of Hearts, still making tarts
And I not makin' hay
Oh, I loved too much and by such, by such
Is happiness thrown away
I gave her gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret sign
That's known to the artists who have known
The true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint without stint
For I gave her poems to say
With her own name there and her own dark hair
Like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly
My reason must allow
That I had loved not as I should
A creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay, he'd lose
His wings at the dawn of day
I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare
That I might one day rue
I saw the danger, yet I passed
Along the enchanted way
And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf
At the dawning of the day
On Grafton Street, in November
We tripped lightly along the ledge
Of the deep ravine where can be seen
The worth of passion's pledge
The Queen of Hearts, still making tarts
And I not makin' hay
Oh, I loved too much and by such, by such
Is happiness thrown away
I gave her gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret sign
That's known to the artists who have known
The true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint without stint
For I gave her poems to say
With her own name there and her own dark hair
Like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly
My reason must allow
That I had loved not as I should
A creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay, he'd lose
His wings at the dawn of day
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:32.72] On Raglan Road, on an autumn day
[00:39.09] I saw her first and knew
[00:44.73] That her dark hair would weave a snare
[00:50.82] That I might one day rue
[00:56.87] I saw the danger, yet I passed
[01:03.19] Along the enchanted way
[01:08.40] And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf
[01:14.91] At the dawning of the day
[01:20.72] On Grafton Street, in November
[01:26.62] We tripped lightly along the ledge
[01:32.50] Of the deep ravine where can be seen
[01:38.79] The worth of passion's pledge
[01:44.56] The Queen of Hearts, still making tarts
[01:50.46] And I not makin' hay
[01:56.04] Oh, I loved too much and by such, by such
[02:02.31] Is happiness thrown away
[02:07.76]
[02:19.97] I gave her gifts of the mind
[02:24.71] I gave her the secret sign
[02:31.63] That's known to the artists who have known
[02:37.64] The true gods of sound and stone
[02:43.54] And word and tint without stint
[02:49.21] For I gave her poems to say
[02:55.05] With her own name there and her own dark hair
[03:01.08] Like clouds over fields of May
[03:06.93] On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
[03:12.76] I see her walking now
[03:18.75] Away from me so hurriedly
[03:24.49] My reason must allow
[03:30.22] That I had loved not as I should
[03:36.26] A creature made of clay
[03:41.97] When the angel woos the clay, he'd lose
[03:48.15] His wings at the dawn of day
[03:53.34]
[00:39.09] I saw her first and knew
[00:44.73] That her dark hair would weave a snare
[00:50.82] That I might one day rue
[00:56.87] I saw the danger, yet I passed
[01:03.19] Along the enchanted way
[01:08.40] And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf
[01:14.91] At the dawning of the day
[01:20.72] On Grafton Street, in November
[01:26.62] We tripped lightly along the ledge
[01:32.50] Of the deep ravine where can be seen
[01:38.79] The worth of passion's pledge
[01:44.56] The Queen of Hearts, still making tarts
[01:50.46] And I not makin' hay
[01:56.04] Oh, I loved too much and by such, by such
[02:02.31] Is happiness thrown away
[02:07.76]
[02:19.97] I gave her gifts of the mind
[02:24.71] I gave her the secret sign
[02:31.63] That's known to the artists who have known
[02:37.64] The true gods of sound and stone
[02:43.54] And word and tint without stint
[02:49.21] For I gave her poems to say
[02:55.05] With her own name there and her own dark hair
[03:01.08] Like clouds over fields of May
[03:06.93] On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
[03:12.76] I see her walking now
[03:18.75] Away from me so hurriedly
[03:24.49] My reason must allow
[03:30.22] That I had loved not as I should
[03:36.26] A creature made of clay
[03:41.97] When the angel woos the clay, he'd lose
[03:48.15] His wings at the dawn of day
[03:53.34]