White Trees
Fernando Viciconte
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When you left the city your eyes were closed
When you left you were pretty, now you're tired and old
The dime messiah has gone and left
(He’s) living with two wrists out, he'll never let us forget
Up by a winter field
There's a tree in white
Come on baby how does it feel?
To lose your mind
When you left the table they followed you home
The knivеs and daggers
Blood, flesh, and bone
Thе moon was shining out there, a cursed white stone
And you were crying, crying
Trying to let it go
Up by a winter field
There’s a tree in white
Come on baby how does it feel?
Are you still all right?
When you left you were pretty, now you're tired and old
The dime messiah has gone and left
(He’s) living with two wrists out, he'll never let us forget
Up by a winter field
There's a tree in white
Come on baby how does it feel?
To lose your mind
When you left the table they followed you home
The knivеs and daggers
Blood, flesh, and bone
Thе moon was shining out there, a cursed white stone
And you were crying, crying
Trying to let it go
Up by a winter field
There’s a tree in white
Come on baby how does it feel?
Are you still all right?
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