Send My Fond Regards To Lonelyville Lyrics - Elvis Perkins In Dearland - Elvis Perkins In Dearland

Send my fond regards to Lonelyville 

I'm staying in my well-appointed valley on the hill 

Oh, I'll grow hale on seawater 

A son on the honey milk 

And leave something to loneliness 

Sweet William will 

I once was there to find the girl that mystic morning's eve 

There in the shade with all things up its leaves 

Waking to the marvel to be northern to be free 

You can hear the sound of southern bells follow where she please 

Some with the forked tongues they'd love again to unlearn 

Some for a heart a brushed yet stainless urn 

You see some say for a spell well it's the last they're seen or heard 

But for all the night falls for each alone, each alone will yearn 

Now say hello to the Blind King 

He was two hands younger and both empty of his Queen 

In her place, the lone Spade waltzed right in to a silent hymn 

See him bow and bend at twenty one and Jack the Blacksmith's crying 

This is how they come to leave their loneliness 

The weeks will pass in a tennis match 

Before she for him undresses 

For so long with no point for the Distant Mister and the Near Misses 

T'will be love, love from above when at length the arrow hisses 

The waterfall wallpaper clings to its dear life 

Our 2D holiday burns clear through the night 

The Holy Lonely lead their piebalds down to the tide 

Singing, oh, no my heart will not be claimed by the fire 

They cast the Independent Man his anchor and his spear 

First in gold then out the capitol and through the prism of his tears 

The moon sets to the great purse of the sea like a folding mirror 

As pointed for the promise land the Sisters disappear 

I set my prayers tonight for Lonelyville 

To fall with the snow at that lone window sill 

The ghost of the Wolf Moonlight to fall on Slater Mill 

And leave something to loneliness Sweet William will