𝒢𝑜𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓃 𝑀𝒶𝓇𝓀𝑒𝓉

The song is inspired by Christina Rossetti’s 1862 poem Goblin Market, reimagined here with newly written lyrics. Set around dusk and the coming night, it moves from the familiar into a mysterious and unsettling world of goblin merchants and irresistible temptations. 🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌 [Verse 1] Two sisters lived beside a wood, Young Laura, Lizzie, kind and good; And every evening, strange and low, They heard the goblin merchants go. [Pre-Chorus 1] They called to maidens passing by, And held their tempting fruits up high; “Come taste our peaches, rich and sweet, Come taste the finest you could eat.” [Chorus] Oh, don’t you go where goblins cry, Don’t trust the fruit they hold so high; For every sweetness has a price, And hunger grows with every slice. [Verse 2] Wise Lizzie knew they brought no good, And hurried homeward from the wood; But Laura stayed and paid with hair, Then feasted on the goblins’ fare. [Pre-Chorus 2] She ate until her lips ran red, And dreamed of all the fruit ahead; She sought them when the day was through, But not a goblin came in view. [Chorus] Oh, don’t you go where goblins cry, Don’t trust the fruit they hold so high; For every sweetness has a price, And hunger grows with every slice. [Verse 3] Her hunger grew from day to day, Her strength and beauty drained away; She faded slowly, pale and thin, As death itself was closing in. [Pre-Chorus 3] So Lizzie took a coin to pay, And sought the goblins far away; She braved the darkness of the night, To save her sister from her plight. [Chorus] Oh, don’t you go where goblins cry, Don’t trust the fruit they hold so high; For every sweetness has a price, And hunger grows with every slice. [Verse 4] The goblins offered fruit to eat, But Lizzie would not taste their treat; They crushed their fruit against her face, And struck and mocked her in that place. [Pre-Chorus 4] Though juice ran down her cheek and chin, She closed her mouth and took none in; At last they let brave Lizzie go, And home she ran through moonlight’s glow. [Chorus] Oh, don’t you go where goblins cry, Don’t trust the fruit they hold so high; For every sweetness has a price, And hunger grows with every slice. [Verse 5] “Come, Laura, kiss my lips and cheek, And taste the fruit you used to seek; The juice they crushed and left on me— Come taste what once seemed sweet to thee.” [Pre-Chorus 5] She kissed her sister, fierce with need, But bitter turned the goblin feed; Like fire it burned throughout the night, She shook and fought till morning light. [Final Chorus] Oh, still they call where shadows lie, Those goblin merchants passing by; Their fruit may bind you to their call, But sister’s love can break it all. [Outro] And years went by; the sisters told Their children of that fruit of gold; Of goblin men and dangers past, And how a sister’s love held fast.