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