Margarite
By: McLeod Kendrick
Duration
3:23
Genres
Description
Nat wrote this about a young girl frightened by change. Someday, we’d like to do a stripped down version: string quartet, piano, acoustic. I wanted the last verse to be as ominous as Nat’s melody. After the bridge, 2 Les Pauls / Marshalls feeding back. Loud as a bizzotch, and stupid fun to record. Friends have called this Chill Rock.
Lyrics
young heart is just too small to understand the coming fall leaves feather to the ground she sits and cries to the sound of the blight-man's footsteps coming fast patiently waiting summers past Margarite, oh Margarite dry your cryin eyes the leaves no longer crumble 'neath your feet summer's heart beats and fall's dies she grows older, every year little does she know that there's more to fear seasons come and seasons go her head is heavy and it hangs low such a burden on her heart it goes to fall, she falls apart her face is pale and she takes a breath who do you mourn for, is it your own death Margarite, oh Margarite dry your cryin eyes the leaves no longer crumble 'neath your feet summer's heart beats and fall's dies oo-oo-woo-hoo young heart is just too small to understand the coming fall leaves feather to the ground she sits and cries to the sound
