Playscript Lyrics & Chords By Christopher Marlowe

When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy's been swinging them. But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay ...read more

GUENEVERE What do the simple folk do To help them escape when they're blue? The shepard who is ailing, the milkmaid who is glum The cobbler who is wailing from nailing his...read more

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was Green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb ...read more

When the morning was waking over the war He put on his clothes and stepped out and he died, The locks yawned loose and a blast blew them wide, He dropped where he loved on the...read more

At midnight, on the 12th of August, a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth. Across two hundred million miles of void, Invisibly hurtling towards us, ...read more