Queen of Spindles

(Words and music by and © Talis Kimberley, 2009)

…Spider catch what spider keep,
Spider when you’re fast asleep
Spider spin and spider sew,
Who knows where the spider goes…

This night I go to bed the Queen of Spindles
Tomorrow I shall wear another crown
This bitter silk I’m spinning, oh it burns me
But I keep the spindle turning round and round

And love will seal my lips to every murmur
For silence was the witch’s best advice
And love will heal my hands of every blister
For that too is a portion of the price,
I am the Queen of Spindles.

…Spider catch what spider keep,
Spider when you’re fast asleep…

My lover has me ‘prisoned here in darkness
My pyre is waiting ready just outside
I’ve spun and woven scarce enough to save them
My brothers, will you realise I tried?

Nor am I quite alone here in my weaving
(Spider in her hiding place)

A spider makes her web above my head

Nor shall I quite despair until they burn me
(Spider in her weaving space)

But I cannot break the spell when I am dead –
(cannot break the spell cannot break the spell)

I am the Queen of Spindles

…Well spider catch what spider keep,
Spider when you’re fast asleep
Spider in the hiding-place,
Spider in the weaving space…

…Spider spin and spider sew,
Spider come and spider go…
Spider, are you frightened too?
Spider, am I dreaming you…

Oh, how can I have slept when such awaits me?
And how are these shirts finished all but one?
See, all my nettles spun to yarn and woven
And the spider’s web still only just begun?

Morning brings the terror and the daylight
(Morning brings me only fear)

Mute, I sense my winged brothers near

Fling what I have woven to them skyward –
(come by, come my brothers near)

Where were seven swans, seven young men appear

And love has sealed my lips to every murmur
(love declares my lips be sealed)

For silence was the witch’s best advice
And love has healed my hands of every blister

(love declares my blisters healed)

For that too was a portion, a portion of the price

I am the Queen of Spindles
(Here am I the spindle-queen,
Nettles white and nettles green)

Spider catch what spider keep,
Spider while you’re fast asleep

I am the Queen of Spindles
(Here am I the spindle-bride,
Ask me where the spider hides)

But spider spin and spider sew
Spider come and spider go

I am the Queen of Spindles
(Here am I the spindle-maid,
Nettles sting but that will fade)

Seven years and seven shirts,
One swan wing, one broken curse

I am the Queen of Spindles
(here am I the spindle-queen,
Nettles white and nettles green)

All my bitter silk is spun, all my bitter tale is sung
And look, the spider’s web is done!


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