The Handsome Family - Gulls

Good Doctor Brown he fell in love With a girl with sleeves of such rosy silk But her dark eyes roved away away Like the soaring gulls on the wine-dark sea One night he begged she be his bride But she said no, it cannot be Just like the gulls with their hungry cries I love you less than the wine-dark tide How he did woo on such cruel words And those rosy sleeves of shining silk He took a rock and threw it high And caught the gull from the wine-dark sky In twilit dusk in a blackened ditch The doctor burned wormwood and pitch And with a fist of graveyard dirt He begged the night for that wine-dark heart And there she came with those rosy sleeves To touch his lips with such a wine-dark kiss His black top hat to the breeze it bent And his flapping arms grew feather-thin His face it stretched to sharpened bay And up he screeched to feel the wine-dark wind But though he flapped and fought to fly Those rosy sleeves held him oh so tight