For the Trees

Was a long and dark December

From the rooftops I remember

There was snow

White snow

Clearly I remember

From the windows they were watching

While we froze

Down below

When the future's architectured

By a carnival of idiots on show

You'd better lie low

If you love me

Won't you let me know?

Was a long and dark December

When the banks became cathedrals

And the fog

Became God

Priests clutched onto bibles

Hollowed out to fit their rifles

And the cross was held aloft

Bury me in honor

When I'm dead and hit the ground

A love back home unfolds

If you love me

Won't you let me know?

I don't want to be a soldier

Who the captain of some sinking ship

Would stow, far below

So if you love me

Why'd you let me go?

I took my love down to Violet Hill

There we sat in snow

All that time she was silent still

So if you love me

Won't you let me know?

If you love me

Won't you let me know?