Lyrics Red - Martha Tilston

Red

Red was the colour of her lips that morning
Red was the sky the evening before
Red were the leaves that fell through autumn
Red was the colour that she always wore
She ran through the forest floor
And all the angels
And all the angels
And all the angels came gently flocking down
Red were her cheeks from the bracing wind
Red was the hood that she pulled up around
Red was the door on her grandmother’s cottage
She knocked once, then she knocked three times more
And all the angels
And all the angels
And all the angels came gently flocking in
And then she saw the wolf dressed in her grandmother’s clothes
She thought that she’d heard the story before
And she knew how the ending goes
So she said to the wolf 'Grandma, you’re looking down'
She wrapped her arms around him
And the love nearly spun him round
The love just broke him down
And all the angels
And all the angels
And all the angels came gently flocking round
Red was the colour of her lips that morning
Red was the sky the evening before
Red were the leaves that fell through autumn
Red was the colour that she always wore
She ran through the forest floor
And all the angels
And all the angels
And all the angels gently flew back up again