#bardcore #tavernwave #medieval #medievaltiktok Medieval instrument cover Originally performed by Taylor Swift Want some Stantough bardcore medieval merchandise? bardcorestore.com TH-cam: / stantough
Lady Taylor of house Swift-All too well (Lady Taylor's version), 1621 Lyrics: I hath walked through the doth'r with thee the air wast bitter cold but something about t hath felt liketh home somehow and i, hath left mine own scarf th're at thy sist'r's house and thee've still did get t in thy draweth'r coequal anon oh, thy sweet disposition and mine own wide-ey'd gazeth we're singing in the car, getting hath lost upstate autumn leaves falling down liketh pieces into lodging and i can picture t aft'r all these days and i knoweth t's longeth gone and yond charm's not h're nay m're and i might beest well enow but i'm not fine at all 'cause th're we art again on yond dram town street thee almost ranneth the r'd 'cause thee w're lookin' ov'r at me windeth in mine own hair, i wast th're i rememb'r t all too well photo album on the counteth'r thy cheeks w're turning r'd thee hath used to beest a dram peat with glasses in a twin-siz'd sleep chamber and thy moth'r's telling st'ries 'bout thee on the tee-ball team thee toldeth me 'bout thy past bethinking thy future wast me and i knoweth t's longeth gone and th're wast nothing else i couldst doth and i f'rget about thee longeth enow to f'rget wherefore i did need to 'cause th're we art again in the middle of the night we're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrig'rat'r lighteth down the stairs, i wast th're i rememb'r t all too well, yeah and haply we did get hath lost in translation haply i hath asked f'r too much but haply this thing wast a mast'rpiece 'til thee t're t all up running afeard, i wast th're i rememb'r t all too well and thee calleth me up again just to breaketh me liketh a gage so casually cruel in the nameth of being honest i'm a crumpl'd up piece of pap'r falsing h're 'cause i rememb'r t all, all, all too well timeth wonneth't flyeth, t's liketh i'm paralyz'd by t i'd liketh to beest mine own fusty self again but i'm still trying to findeth t aft'r plaid shirt days and nights at which hour thee madeth me thy owneth anon thee mail backeth mine own things and i walketh home high-lone but thee keepeth mine own fusty scarf from yond v'ry first week 'cause t reminds thee of innocence and t smells liketh me thee can't receiveth did rid of t 'cause thee rememb'r t all too well, yeah 'cause th're we art again at which hour i did love thee so backeth bef're thee hath lost the one real thing thee've ev'r known t wast rare, i wast th're, i rememb'r t all too well windeth in mine own hair, thee w're th're, thee rememb'r t all down the stairs, thee w're th're, thee rememb'r t all t wast rare, i wast th're, i rememb'r t all too well
Your instrumentation is so tasteful -- just the right placement for each voice. You really do a fantastic job adapting these songs to this style while preserving their emotional impact.
[Verse 1] I walked through the door with you, the air was cold But something 'bout it felt like home somehow And I left my scarf there at your sister's house And you've still got it in your drawer, even now [Verse 2] Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze We're singing in the car, getting lost upstate Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place And I can picture it after all these days [Pre-Chorus] And I know it's long gone and That magic's not here no more And I might be okay, but I'm not fine at all Oh, oh, oh [Chorus] 'Cause there we are again on that little town street You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me Wind in my hair, I was there I remember it all too well [Verse 3] Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-sized bed And your mother's telling stories 'bout you on the tee-ball team You taught me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me Zack Fox “fafo” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Pre-Chorus] And I know it's long gone and There was nothing else I could do And I forget about you long enough To forget why I needed to [Chorus] 'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night We're dancing ‘round the kitchen in the refrigerator light Down the stairs, I was there I remember it all too well, yeah [Bridge] Well maybe we got lost in translation Maybe I asked for too much But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'Til you tore it all up Running scared, I was there I remember it all too well And you call me up again Just to break me like a promise So casually cruel in the name of being honest I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here 'Cause I remember it all, all, all Too well [Verse 4] Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone But you keep my old scarf from that very first week 'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me You can't get rid of it 'Cause you remember it all too well, yeah [Chorus] 'Cause there we are again when I loved you so Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known It was rare, I was there I remember it all too well [Outro] Wind in my hair, you were there You remember it all Down the stairs, you were there You remember it all It was rare, I was there I remember it all too well
I hath walked through the doth'r with thee the air wast bitter cold but something about t hath felt liketh home somehow and i, hath left mine own scarf th're at thy sist'r's house and thee've still did get t in thy draweth'r coequal now oh, thy sweet disposition and mine own wide-ey'd gazeth we're singing in the car, getting hath lost upstateth autumn leaves falling down liketh pieces into place and i can picture t aft'r all these days and i knoweth t's longeth gone and yond charm's not h're nay m're and i might beest well enow but i'm not fine at all 'cause th're we art again on yond dram town street thee almost ranneth the r'd 'cause thee w're lookin' ov'r at me windeth in mine own hair, i wast th're i rememb'r t all too well photo album on the counteth'r thy cheeks w're turning r'd thee hath used to beest a dram peat with glasses in a twin-siz'd sleep bed and thy moth'r's telling st'ries 'bout thee on the tee-ball team thee toldeth me 'bout thy past bethinking thy future wast me and i knoweth t's longeth gone and th're wast nothing else i couldst do and i f'rget about thee longeth enow to f'rget wherefore i did need to 'cause th're we art again in the middle of the nighteth we're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrig'rat'r lighteth down the stairs, i wast th're i rememb'r t all too well, yeah and haply we did get hath lost in translation haply i hath asked f'r too much but haply this thing wast a mast'rpiece 'til thee t're t all up running afeard, i wast th're i rememb'r t all too well and thee calleth me up again just to breaketh me liketh a promise so casually cruel in the nameth of being honest i'm a crumpl'd up piece of pap'r falsing h're 'cause i rememb'r t all, all, all too well timeth wonneth't flyeth, t's liketh i'm paralyz'd by it i'd liketh to beest mine own fusty self again but i'm still trying to findeth it aft'r plaid shirt days and nights at which hour thee madeth me thy owneth anon thee mail backeth mine own things and i walketh home high-loneth but thee keepeth mine own fusty scarf from yond v'ry first week 'cause t reminds thee of innocence and t smells liketh me thee can't receiveth did rid of it 'cause thee rememb'r t all too well, yeah 'cause th're we art again at which hour i did love thee so backeth bef're thee hath lost the one real thing thee've ev'r known t wast rare, i wast th're, i rememb'r t all too well windeth in mine own hair, thee w're th're, thee rememb'r t all down the stairs, thee w're th're, thee rememb'r t all t wast rare, i wast th're, i rememb'r t all too well
I walked though the door with thee The air was cold But something about it felt like home somehow And I left mine scarf here At thy sister’s house And thou still has it in thy drawer even now Oh, thy sweet disposition And mine wide-eyes gazeth We art singing in the carriage Getting lost upstate (?) Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place And I can picture it after all these days And I know it’s long gone And the magic is not here anymore And I might be in good health But I am not well at all ‘Cause there we art again On that little town street Thy almost ran into a sign ‘Cause thee were looking over at me Wind in mine hair I was there I remember it all too well Portraits ‘cross the halls Thy cheeks were turning red Thou used to be a wee squire with a saddle and flag And thy mother’s telling stories bout thee on the training field Thee told me ‘bout thy past thinking thy future was me And I know it’s long gone and there was nothing else I could doth And I forget about thee long enough to forget why I needed to ‘Cause there we are again in the middle of the night We’re dancing in the kitchen by the fireplace’s light Down the stairs, I was there I remember it all too well And maybe we got lost in translation Maybe I asked for too much But maybe this thing was a masterpiece ‘til thou tore it all up Running scared, I was there I remember it all too well And thou calleth me up again just to breaketh me like a promise So casually cruel in the name of being honest I am a crumpled up piece of parchment lying here ‘Cause I remember it all, all, all too well Time will not fly ‘Tis like I’m paralyzed by it I should like to be mine own self again But I am still trying to find it After fur cloak days and nights where thou made me thy own Now thou sends back mine things And I walk home alone But thou keeps mine old scarf From that very first week ‘Cause it reminds thee of innocence and it smells like me Thy cannot get rid of it, because thou remember it all too well ‘Cause there we are again when I loved thee so Back before thy lost the one real the thou hast ever known It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well Wind in my hair, thou were there Thy remember it Down the stairs, thou were there Thy remember it It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well [TEN MINUTE VERSION IN REPLIES]
I walked though the door with thee The air was cold But something about it felt like home somehow And I left mine scarf here At thy sister’s house And thou still has it in thy drawer even now Oh, thy sweet disposition And mine wide-eyes gazeth We art singing in the carriage Getting lost upstate (?) Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place And I can picture it after all these days And I know it’s long gone And the magic is not here anymore And I might be in good health But I am not well at all ‘Cause there we art again On that little town street Thy almost ran into a sign ‘Cause thee were looking over at me Wind in mine hair I was there I remember it all too well Portraits ‘cross the halls Thy cheeks were turning red Thou used to be a wee squire with a saddle and flag And thy mother’s telling stories bout thee on the training field Thee told me ‘bout thy past thinking thy future was me And thou were handing me the horse reigns “Fuck the patriarchy” Saddle on the ground We were always skipping town And I was thinking on the ride down, “Any time now, he is going to say ‘tis love” Thou never called it what it was ‘Til we were dead and gone and buried Check the pulse and come back sweating ‘tis the same After three months in the grave And then thy wondered where it when to And I reached for thou, but all I felt was shame And thy held mine lifeless frame And I know ‘tis long gone And there was nothing else I could doth And I forget about thee long enough to forget why I needed to ‘Cause there we art again in the middle of the night We art dancing in the kitchen by the fireplace’s light Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well And there we are again when nobody had to know Thou kept me like a secret, but I kept thee like an oath Sacred prayer, and we would swear to remember it all too well And maybe we got lost in translation Maybe I asked for too much But maybe this thing was a masterpiece ‘til thou tore it all up Running scared, I wast there I remember it all too well And thou calleth me up again just to breaketh me like a promise So casually cruel in the name of being honest I am a crumpled up piece of parchment lying here ‘Cause I remember it all, all, all They say alls well that ends well But I am in a new hell every time thy cross mine mind Thou said, “If we had been closer in age, maybe it would have been fine” And that made me want to die The idea thou had of me, who was she? A never needy, ever lovely jewel Whose shine reflects on thou? Not weeping in a ballroom corner Some duchess asking me what happened Thou That is what happened, thou Thou whom charmed mine father with self-effacing humor Sipping tea like thy were in the king’s court But then he watched me watch the front door, willing thee to come And he said “‘tis supposed to be fun turning twenty-one” Time will not fly, ‘tis like I am paralyzed by it I should like to be mine own self again, but I am still trying to find it After fur cloak days and nights when thou made me thy own Now thou send back my things and I walk home alone But thy keep mine old scarf from that very first week ‘Cause it reminds thee of innocence and it smells like me Thou cannot get rid of it cause thy remember it all too well Cause there we are again when I loved thee so Back before thou lost the one real thing thy has ever known It was rare, I was there I remember it all too well Wind in mine hair, thou were there Thy remember it all Down the stairs, thou were there Thy remember it all It was rare, I was there I remember it all too well And I was never good at telling jokes, but the punchline (?) goes: “I shall grow older, but thy lovers stay mine age” From when thy Westminster broke mine skin and bones I am a knight who is returning half her weight And did the twin flame bruise paint thou blue? Just between us, did the love affair maim thee too? Cause in this kingdom’s barren cold, I still remember the first fall of snow And how it glistened as it fell I remember it all too well
This is awesome guys! Great job! I was thinking for the (?) "We art singing in the carriage Getting lost en route (on the road)" "Getting lost 'round the steppes..." Before we had freeways and walkways, we did have routes of sand and cobblestones. I don't know... maybe 'getting lost en route" Let me know? 😄
Here rests sir Jacob from the Hall of Gyllen, may his soul swiftly find peace
The pun omfg I'm dying
top tier comment
😂😂😂😂😂😂
Do hasten to remove his neck garment before he lieth down to rest!
"the hall of Gyllen" killed me
Lady Taylor of House Swift would be delighted by this.
We want 10 minute of this song.
pretty please.
10 hours like them sleep rain movies 😳😍
When thee auld lord promised you commitment but he broke it off and now you are dishonoured and heartbroken. 😔
Lady Taylor of Swift have pleased us well again with thy lute. I love performances of Redde (Version of Which Belongs to Taylor)
Lady Taylor of the Swifts remembered it all too well
All Too Well (Taylor's Version) (Medieval Version)
Lady Taylor of house Swift-All too well (Lady Taylor's version), 1621
Lyrics:
I hath walked through the doth'r with thee
the air wast bitter cold
but something about t hath felt liketh home somehow
and i, hath left mine own scarf th're at thy sist'r's house
and thee've still did get t in thy draweth'r coequal anon
oh, thy sweet disposition
and mine own wide-ey'd gazeth
we're singing in the car, getting hath lost upstate
autumn leaves falling down liketh pieces into lodging
and i can picture t aft'r all these days
and i knoweth t's longeth gone and yond charm's not h're nay m're
and i might beest well enow but i'm not fine at all
'cause th're we art again on yond dram town street
thee almost ranneth the r'd 'cause thee w're lookin' ov'r at me
windeth in mine own hair, i wast th're
i rememb'r t all too well
photo album on the counteth'r
thy cheeks w're turning r'd
thee hath used to beest a dram peat with glasses in a twin-siz'd sleep chamber
and thy moth'r's telling st'ries 'bout thee on the tee-ball team
thee toldeth me 'bout thy past bethinking thy future wast me
and i knoweth t's longeth gone and th're wast nothing else i couldst doth
and i f'rget about thee longeth enow to f'rget wherefore i did need to
'cause th're we art again in the middle of the night
we're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrig'rat'r lighteth
down the stairs, i wast th're
i rememb'r t all too well, yeah
and haply we did get hath lost in translation
haply i hath asked f'r too much
but haply this thing wast a mast'rpiece 'til thee t're t all up
running afeard, i wast th're
i rememb'r t all too well
and thee calleth me up again just to breaketh me liketh a gage
so casually cruel in the nameth of being honest
i'm a crumpl'd up piece of pap'r falsing h're
'cause i rememb'r t all, all, all
too well
timeth wonneth't flyeth, t's liketh i'm paralyz'd by t
i'd liketh to beest mine own fusty self again
but i'm still trying to findeth t
aft'r plaid shirt days and nights at which hour thee madeth me thy owneth
anon thee mail backeth mine own things and i walketh home high-lone
but thee keepeth mine own fusty scarf from yond v'ry first week
'cause t reminds thee of innocence
and t smells liketh me
thee can't receiveth did rid of t
'cause thee rememb'r t all too well, yeah
'cause th're we art again at which hour i did love thee so
backeth bef're thee hath lost the one real thing thee've ev'r known
t wast rare, i wast th're, i rememb'r t all too well
windeth in mine own hair, thee w're th're, thee rememb'r t all
down the stairs, thee w're th're, thee rememb'r t all
t wast rare, i wast th're, i rememb'r t all too well
Love this! I was thinking a different year as a nod to her “everything is 13” mythology. Like 904
lmao, this is brilliant
What a gorgeous chant! What a magnificent hymn! Mine heart standeth delighted by such glorious airs 😍
Request for the 10-minute version of All Too Well, please. 🙏🙏🙏
Can you do the 10 minutes version?
thy could clearly seeth that sire jake of gyllenhalls can be utmost casually cruel in thy name of thou honesty...
Utmost plain of cruelty in thy name of thy earnestness
Waiting for someone to comment medieval lyrics
Your instrumentation is so tasteful -- just the right placement for each voice. You really do a fantastic job adapting these songs to this style while preserving their emotional impact.
House Swift with 13 queens
O cursed fiend of the House of Gyllenhall! Return from whence thou came, stony-faced devil!
this sounds so good!!!! and less sad tbh
It sounds more like a love song than a break up song in this version :)
[Verse 1]
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
And you've still got it in your drawer, even now
[Verse 2]
Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singing in the car, getting lost upstate
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know it's long gone and
That magic's not here no more
And I might be okay, but I'm not fine at all
Oh, oh, oh
[Chorus]
'Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
[Verse 3]
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-sized bed
And your mother's telling stories 'bout you on the tee-ball team
You taught me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me
Zack Fox “fafo” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know it's long gone and
There was nothing else I could do
And I forget about you long enough
To forget why I needed to
[Chorus]
'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night
We're dancing ‘round the kitchen in the refrigerator light
Down the stairs, I was there
I remember it all too well, yeah
[Bridge]
Well maybe we got lost in translation
Maybe I asked for too much
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece
'Til you tore it all up
Running scared, I was there
I remember it all too well
And you call me up again
Just to break me like a promise
So casually cruel in the name of being honest
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all
Too well
[Verse 4]
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone
But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You can't get rid of it
'Cause you remember it all too well, yeah
[Chorus]
'Cause there we are again when I loved you so
Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known
It was rare, I was there
I remember it all too well
[Outro]
Wind in my hair, you were there
You remember it all
Down the stairs, you were there
You remember it all
It was rare, I was there
I remember it all too well
mother
daughter
holy swift
Love Story walked so this could run
Heyyy stantough
Your covers are a part of my meditating routine and just a little request, can you do Taylor Swift - Out of the Woods plsss
-A fan
Yes! We’ve been blessed with a new release!!
I walked through thee arch with you
Thee air was cold
But something about it felt like home somehow
This song makes me recall good times... When my mom was alive surrounded by her grandkids ☺️. So emotional right now
Now I’m complete
Been waiting for your rendition of this 😍😍😍😍
this is iconic
Lady Swift vanquishing the evils of sir Jacob with. Circa 904
This is really awesome !
Far too good.
the pic i think is supposed to represent
"you who charmed my dad with self effacing jokes"
i dunno
This is what my life needed
I WAS WAITING FOR THIS FOR SO LONG!!!!
Absolutely beautiful
Can we have the 10 minute version?? Pretty please!!! 😍
why am i gonna cry
LOVE THIS ONE!!
I thanketh thee.
WE WANT THE 10 MIN VERSION
I hath walked through the doth'r with thee
the air wast bitter cold
but something about t hath felt liketh home somehow
and i, hath left mine own scarf th're at thy sist'r's house
and thee've still did get t in thy draweth'r coequal now
oh, thy sweet disposition
and mine own wide-ey'd gazeth
we're singing in the car, getting hath lost upstateth
autumn leaves falling down liketh pieces into place
and i can picture t aft'r all these days
and i knoweth t's longeth gone and yond charm's not h're nay m're
and i might beest well enow but i'm not fine at all
'cause th're we art again on yond dram town street
thee almost ranneth the r'd 'cause thee w're lookin' ov'r at me
windeth in mine own hair, i wast th're
i rememb'r t all too well
photo album on the counteth'r
thy cheeks w're turning r'd
thee hath used to beest a dram peat with glasses in a twin-siz'd sleep bed
and thy moth'r's telling st'ries 'bout thee on the tee-ball team
thee toldeth me 'bout thy past bethinking thy future wast me
and i knoweth t's longeth gone and th're wast nothing else i couldst do
and i f'rget about thee longeth enow to f'rget wherefore i did need to
'cause th're we art again in the middle of the nighteth
we're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrig'rat'r lighteth
down the stairs, i wast th're
i rememb'r t all too well, yeah
and haply we did get hath lost in translation
haply i hath asked f'r too much
but haply this thing wast a mast'rpiece 'til thee t're t all up
running afeard, i wast th're
i rememb'r t all too well
and thee calleth me up again just to breaketh me liketh a promise
so casually cruel in the nameth of being honest
i'm a crumpl'd up piece of pap'r falsing h're
'cause i rememb'r t all, all, all
too well
timeth wonneth't flyeth, t's liketh i'm paralyz'd by it
i'd liketh to beest mine own fusty self again
but i'm still trying to findeth it
aft'r plaid shirt days and nights at which hour thee madeth me thy owneth
anon thee mail backeth mine own things and i walketh home high-loneth
but thee keepeth mine own fusty scarf from yond v'ry first week
'cause t reminds thee of innocence
and t smells liketh me
thee can't receiveth did rid of it
'cause thee rememb'r t all too well, yeah
'cause th're we art again at which hour i did love thee so
backeth bef're thee hath lost the one real thing thee've ev'r known
t wast rare, i wast th're, i rememb'r t all too well
windeth in mine own hair, thee w're th're, thee rememb'r t all
down the stairs, thee w're th're, thee rememb'r t all
t wast rare, i wast th're, i rememb'r t all too well
This goes so hard
OMG YES
Very nice
Not 10 minute version? D:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH YEEEEEEESSSSS I NEED MORE OF TAYLOR SWIIIIFT!!!!!!!!!!!
please i'm waiting for some storiesssss
Beautifullll
jaskier afte rthe mountain scene
can you please make "eleven by ive" bardcore ver?? i really like your cover 🥲💘💘
YOU RIGHT BY DOJA CAT WOULD SOUND SO GOOD MEDIEVAL PLZ MAKE
I'm enchanted 😍
Please All too well 10 mins version
The way the very first notes sounded like Stay Stay Stay and I was so freaking confused--
Please do the all too well 10 mins version!
YOU'RE AMAZING!!!!!! 😍
I walked though the door with thee
The air was cold
But something about it felt like home somehow
And I left mine scarf here
At thy sister’s house
And thou still has it in thy drawer even now
Oh, thy sweet disposition
And mine wide-eyes gazeth
We art singing in the carriage
Getting lost upstate (?)
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it’s long gone
And the magic is not here anymore
And I might be in good health
But I am not well at all
‘Cause there we art again
On that little town street
Thy almost ran into a sign
‘Cause thee were looking over at me
Wind in mine hair
I was there
I remember it all too well
Portraits ‘cross the halls
Thy cheeks were turning red
Thou used to be a wee squire with a saddle and flag
And thy mother’s telling stories bout thee on the training field
Thee told me ‘bout thy past thinking thy future was me
And I know it’s long gone and there was nothing else I could doth
And I forget about thee long enough to forget why I needed to
‘Cause there we are again in the middle of the night
We’re dancing in the kitchen by the fireplace’s light
Down the stairs, I was there
I remember it all too well
And maybe we got lost in translation
Maybe I asked for too much
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece
‘til thou tore it all up
Running scared, I was there
I remember it all too well
And thou calleth me up again just to breaketh me like a promise
So casually cruel in the name of being honest
I am a crumpled up piece of parchment lying here
‘Cause I remember it all, all, all too well
Time will not fly
‘Tis like I’m paralyzed by it
I should like to be mine own self again
But I am still trying to find it
After fur cloak days and nights where thou made me thy own
Now thou sends back mine things
And I walk home alone
But thou keeps mine old scarf
From that very first week
‘Cause it reminds thee of innocence and it smells like me
Thy cannot get rid of it, because thou remember it all too well
‘Cause there we are again when I loved thee so
Back before thy lost the one real the thou hast ever known
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well
Wind in my hair, thou were there
Thy remember it
Down the stairs, thou were there
Thy remember it
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well
[TEN MINUTE VERSION IN REPLIES]
I walked though the door with thee
The air was cold
But something about it felt like home somehow
And I left mine scarf here
At thy sister’s house
And thou still has it in thy drawer even now
Oh, thy sweet disposition
And mine wide-eyes gazeth
We art singing in the carriage
Getting lost upstate (?)
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it’s long gone
And the magic is not here anymore
And I might be in good health
But I am not well at all
‘Cause there we art again
On that little town street
Thy almost ran into a sign
‘Cause thee were looking over at me
Wind in mine hair
I was there
I remember it all too well
Portraits ‘cross the halls
Thy cheeks were turning red
Thou used to be a wee squire with a saddle and flag
And thy mother’s telling stories bout thee on the training field
Thee told me ‘bout thy past thinking thy future was me
And thou were handing me the horse reigns
“Fuck the patriarchy”
Saddle on the ground
We were always skipping town
And I was thinking on the ride down,
“Any time now, he is going to say ‘tis love”
Thou never called it what it was
‘Til we were dead and gone and buried
Check the pulse and come back sweating ‘tis the same
After three months in the grave
And then thy wondered where it when to
And I reached for thou, but all I felt was shame
And thy held mine lifeless frame
And I know ‘tis long gone
And there was nothing else I could doth
And I forget about thee long enough to forget why I needed to
‘Cause there we art again in the middle of the night
We art dancing in the kitchen by the fireplace’s light
Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well
And there we are again when nobody had to know
Thou kept me like a secret, but I kept thee like an oath
Sacred prayer, and we would swear to remember it all too well
And maybe we got lost in translation
Maybe I asked for too much
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece ‘til thou tore it all up
Running scared, I wast there
I remember it all too well
And thou calleth me up again just to breaketh me like a promise
So casually cruel in the name of being honest
I am a crumpled up piece of parchment lying here
‘Cause I remember it all, all, all
They say alls well that ends well
But I am in a new hell every time thy cross mine mind
Thou said, “If we had been closer in age, maybe it would have been fine”
And that made me want to die
The idea thou had of me, who was she?
A never needy, ever lovely jewel
Whose shine reflects on thou?
Not weeping in a ballroom corner
Some duchess asking me what happened
Thou
That is what happened, thou
Thou whom charmed mine father with self-effacing humor
Sipping tea like thy were in the king’s court
But then he watched me watch the front door, willing thee to come
And he said “‘tis supposed to be fun turning twenty-one”
Time will not fly, ‘tis like I am paralyzed by it
I should like to be mine own self again, but I am still trying to find it
After fur cloak days and nights when thou made me thy own
Now thou send back my things and I walk home alone
But thy keep mine old scarf from that very first week
‘Cause it reminds thee of innocence and it smells like me
Thou cannot get rid of it cause thy remember it all too well
Cause there we are again when I loved thee so
Back before thou lost the one real thing thy has ever known
It was rare, I was there
I remember it all too well
Wind in mine hair, thou were there
Thy remember it all
Down the stairs, thou were there
Thy remember it all
It was rare, I was there
I remember it all too well
And I was never good at telling jokes, but the punchline (?) goes:
“I shall grow older, but thy lovers stay mine age”
From when thy Westminster broke mine skin and bones
I am a knight who is returning half her weight
And did the twin flame bruise paint thou blue?
Just between us, did the love affair maim thee too?
Cause in this kingdom’s barren cold, I still remember the first fall of snow
And how it glistened as it fell
I remember it all too well
This took forever
This is awesome guys! Great job!
I was thinking for the (?)
"We art singing in the carriage
Getting lost en route (on the road)"
"Getting lost 'round the steppes..."
Before we had freeways and walkways, we did have routes of sand and cobblestones. I don't know... maybe 'getting lost en route" Let me know? 😄
Thy advanced yonder thus gateway with thee…
Please please please!!!!! Chung ha -Killing me
10 mins version please..........
Good heavens! May i procure thine permission to use thou rendition for a ballad per chance?
The House is Swift hast been pleased.
Please do the 10 minute version
10 minute version
PLEASEEE DO KISS ME MOREEE OR FOLKLORE TRACKSSS
Do Wildest Dreams please....
Where is the 10 min version!!
I love all of your covers pls can you do IVE's Eleven thanks in advance ,
Can you please do "Winter Bear" by BTS V?
Can you do the song from "encanto"
Request for Taylor Swift Clean 🙏
Utmost plain of cruelty in thy name of thy earnestness
the comments over here are drunk 😭
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Funny how I don't want to listen to Taylor Swift normally but the bardcore version is OK.
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