Hawthorn

Crown yourself with hawthorn flowers

Beaten red with autumn showers

Broken feet that dance beneath

Mistletoe and oaken bowers

And words stretch out into silence

And words stretch out into 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 into silence

And words stretch out into silence

And words stretch out into silence

And words stretch out into silence

And words stretch out into silence

And words stretch out into silence