Crown yourself with hawthorn flowers
Beaten red with autumn showers
Broken feet that dance beneath
Mistletoe and oaken bowers
And words stretch out in to silence
And words stretch out in to silence
Song lines broken over years
Voices drowning in their tears
Long forgotten not betrayed
Trust no truth you cannot hear
And words stretch out in to silence
And words stretch out in to silence
And words stretch out in to silence
And words stretch out in to silence
And words stretch out in to silence
And words stretch out in to silence
