Branches

Bucket empties your well

Of all the memories that shouldn't last

I know you can tell

That I'm holding on to the past

And I know, I know, I know

It's good for no one

Tend a garden of plenty

Oh, the evergreen bear capes of snow

But your crown grew too heavy

Too heavy

When you bore fruit like an Eden

And I know, I know, I know

It's good for no one

And I know, I know, I know

It's the axe I bear

Your branches climbing higher now

Can you hear them calling out for forgiveness?

Suppose you missed it

You don't want their shade right now

But you might need it soon

And I know, I know, I know

It's good for no one

And I know, I know, I know

It's the axe I bear

Your branches climbing higher now

Can you hear them calling out for forgiveness?

Suppose you missed it

You don't want their shade right now

But you might need it soon

You might need it soon