Killer Trees

Fast asleep, fast awake

They reach down so they can shake me

In their arms, in their hair

Fast enough to disappear

Fruit of the spirit on the trees

Milk and honey in the breeze

So much I can’t hold it in

Love is running down my chin

Get me out, cut me down, get me out



As often as you take this sip

Locks around your fingertips

Tied up in the weeping leaves

Do this and remember me

I can’t find him for the trees

I think they’ll get there before me

Now they’ve got him by the hair

The prince is hanging in mid air

Get him out, cut him down, get him out



Three times through the beating heart

This is how things fall apart

Guess I thought I saw you smile

Tell the king I’ll be a while

I can’t find him for the trees

Milk and honey in the breeze

So much I can’t hold it in

Love is running down my chin

Get me out, cut me down, get me out