Through the woods I go
and through the bog and briar
Straitway down the road
and to my heart's desire.
O that I was where I would be
then I would be where I am not
here I am where I must be,
go where I would I cannot.
(from "katy cruel")
and through the bog and briar
Straitway down the road
and to my heart's desire.
O that I was where I would be
then I would be where I am not
here I am where I must be,
go where I would I cannot.
(from "katy cruel")