The Decemberists - The Queen's Rebuke / The Crossing lyrics

I'm made of bones, of the branches, the boughs and the bough beating light Well my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy And my fingers extend to the leaves in the eves And a bright, brighter shine It's my shine And he was a baby abandoned entombed in a cradle of clay And I was a soul who took pity and stole him away And gave him the form of a faun to inhabit A day, brightest day It's my day And you have removed this temptation that's troubled my innocent child To abduct and abuse and to render her rift and defiled But the river is deep to the banks and the water is wild I will fly you to the far side