Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier & Karen Cowley
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier
Hozier, in Birmingham at The Institute on 23/01/15:
[James Joyce] famously had a quote about Ireland in which he lovingly said […] that Ireland is the sow that eats its farrow. And so it’s the pig that eats her young, which I think he meant that in a loving way, but this next song is kind of about...
[Chorus]
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
[Verse 1]
Oh, but the farrow know
Her hungry eye, her ancient soul
It's carried by the sneering menagerie
Know what it is to grow
Beneath her sky, a punishing cold
To slowly learn of her ancient misery
To be twisted by something
A shame without a sin
Like how she twisted the bog man
After she married him
[Chorus]
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
[Verse 2]
But in all the world
There is one lover worthy of her
With as many souls claimed as she
But for all he's worth
He still shatters always on her earth
The cause of every tear she'd ever weep
Rushing to shore to meet her
Foaming with loneliness
White hands to fondle and beat her
Give her his onliness
[Chorus]
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love, keep it covered
I need you to run to me, run to me, lover
Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Run was written by Hozier.
Run was produced by Rob Kirwan & Hozier.