2 / 15 - The Marquis de Tren, Bonnie "Prince" Billy

When you ask me to sing

It feels like my heart would burst with pride

And I look in your face

And tears come to my eyes

All that’s harsh in wrong in my life melts into one sweet song

And my love sets wings

Like a glad bird flying over the road

I know you take pleasure in my singing

I know that only when I sing do you hear me

'cause then I touch things I can’t touch

I touch parts of you I can’t really touch

And drunk with the joy of singing

I forget myself and call you my friend

I’m here to sing you songs

In your room I have a corner seat

In your world I have no work to do

My life can only break out in songs

That have no purpose