| | I Am Stretched On Your Grave Lyrics Artist(Band):Sinead O'Connor
I am stretched on your grave And I'll lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure they could not sever My apple tree, my brightness It's time we were together For I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather When my family thinks That I'm safely in my bed From morn until night I am stretched out at your head Calling out to the earth With tears hot and wild For the loss of the girl That I loved as a child The night that we were lost In the shade of the blackthorn And the chill of frost And thanks be to Jesus We did all that was right And your maiden head still Is your pillar of light The priests and the friars They approach me in dread Because I still love you My love and you're dead I still would be your shelter Through rain and through storm And with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm So I am stretched on your grave And will lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure they could not sever My apple tree, my brightness It's time we were together For I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather If you find some error in I Am Stretched On Your Grave Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to happyhappy3@verizon.net for submitting the lyrics. Review about I Am Stretched On Your Grave Thoughts On This Old Tune | Reviewer: Gary Daniels | 5/16/2007 What a moving song! It moves one back into time...to Ireland...and to the lives of the young people to whom the story tells of...a story of painful sorrow...and the remedy searched for...to find relief and reunion...and each time heard for me?...I am moved...by the eternity it provokes...and the recognizing of Jesus as the saviour of their time together...well it made Heaven and Earth be together into one world...which is the reality is it not?...our beloved ones there...and us here...which is actually together as we are linked...time standing still...as with place...and we are together... Does anyone know of the origins of this poem/song? I recall back in '92 and watching a program called "Shamrock and Roll" that a gentleman spoke of the composition going back to the 14th Century A.D....is there anyone out there that has more information on this? One can see this story retold in the old ballads of from The Isles and their descendents in The Southern Appalachain Mountains...rather they be almost identical storylines or floating verses carried through time as the songs and ballad are told from one generation to the next?...and a final thought...during this documentary, as the gentleman spoke about this tune...the scene faded into the Dublin skyline as a radio host introduced the songs first airing on Irish radio...and the scene then reappears with a cold wooded section at night as the Ms O'Conner begins to sing...and haunting it is! Gary In Tennessee Is this review helpful to you? Yes No Review the song I Am Stretched On Your Grave The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Sinead O'Connor" Music | |
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