[Lyric] Rana The Fortunate (Laura Quirke & Joshua Burnside)

[Verse 1: Joshua Burnside]
Thrown in to a golden cage
Renamed the breeder of grace but
All the finest silk of the land
Couldn't tie up my arms, tie up my hands

[Verse 2: Laura Quirke]
As for all the sweet perfume
And for all the flesh consumed
Nothing could change yes that I knew
And by the grace of he went I
Oh oh

[Verse 3: Joshua Burnside]
I have known the pleasures of man
The honey spilled over my hands
And now an angry god commands
Blood on the altar

[Verse 4: Laura Quirke]
As the drunken soldiers slept
Through the palace gardens I crept
On a throne of feathers I have slept
But now I am awake
[Bridge: Joshua Burnside, Joshua Burnside & Laura Quirke]
And all along
The dunes of the Dardanelles
A holy rifle on my shoulder
And
50 pounds sterling
I kept in my pocket
I know very soon will
Be of no use to me
Be of no use to me

[Chorus: Joshua Burnside & Laura Quirke]
Rolled through the night
On a truck to the coast
The arrows of Ulgen above us
I’ll sway my hips to the beat of the bombs
And salute the fallen
Oh the joy to hear it
So lonesome you wouldn't believe it
As all the world is born again
Naked and wailing

[Outro: vocalizing]