Branches - Songs To Your Eyes

Words get written. Words get twisted. Old meanings move in the drift of time. Lift the flickering torches. See gentle shadows change The features of the faces cut in unmoving stone. Bad mouth on a prayer day, hope no one's listening. Roots down in the wet clay, branches glistening. True disciples carrying that message To colour just a little with their personal touch. Home-spun fancy weavers and naked half-believers -- Crusades and creeds descend like fiery flakes of snow. Bad mouth on a prayer day, hope no one's listening. Roots down in the wet clay, branches glistening. Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches In wet and windy priest-holes. Grand in vast cathedrals. High on lofty minarets or in the temples of doom. I hope the old man's got his face on. He'd better be some quick change artist. Suffer little children to make their minds up soon. Bad mouth on a prayer day, hope no one's listening. Roots down in the wet clay, branches glistening. Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches Roots to branches

Bitter branches Spreading out. There's none more bitter Than the wood. Into the wide world, It grows, Twisting under Soldier's feet, Standing in line And the damp earth underneath. Holding up their rifles High, Holding their young wives Who wave goodbye. Hold up the clear glass To look and see Soldiers standing And the roots twist underneath. Their young wives with white hands Wave goodbye. Their arms as bitter branches Spreading into the world. Wave goodbye Wave goodbye

I don't need to clutch a TEC, I don't need a cup of tech All I need's to see the moon rise and the sun to set All I need is a nest in the woods where I can rest Branches tappin' on my window, birds wake me up to SESH Consider that C4 on my chest if you really coming up trying to press Take you with me on the wildest ride you've ever been on yet Out this world, off this globe, back into what we don't know What we never will, no matter the rate that human knowledge grows Slow it down, slow it down Slow it down, slow it down Slow it down, slow it down Slow it down, slow it down