Lyric Context Universe
you are begining
i am the branches
i am the branches
you are begining
i am the branches
i am the branches
start
sweet are the branches growing the fruit that comes from the vine
but these are just branches blown by the wind holding on to life
start
sweet are the branches growing the fruit that comes from the vine
but these are just branches blown by the wind holding on to life
you keep me from fallin'
'cause you are the vine and i am the branches
you keep me from fallin' now
you keep me from fallin'
'cause you are the vine and i am the branches
you keep me from fallin' now
you keep me from fallin'
'cause you are the vine and i am the branches
you keep me from fallin' now
you keep me from fallin'
'cause you are the vine and i am the branches
you keep me from fallin' now
o' christmas tree
how lovely are your branches
o' christmas tree
o' christmas tree
how lovely are your branches
o' christmas tree
o' christmas tree
how lovely are your branches
o' christmas tree
o' christmas tree
how lovely are your branches
o' christmas tree
wondering if anything dies
sitting in branches
scattered all around
wondering if anything dies
sitting in branches
scattered all around
an eagle came over the horizon
and shook the branches with its sight
the softer thoughts: starlings
an eagle came over the horizon
and shook the branches with its sight
the softer thoughts: starlings
long after we are gone
these trees will spread their branches out
and bless the dawn
long after we are gone
these trees will spread their branches out
and bless the dawn
i'm with you and you're with me
we all are branches branches on the family tree
it's in the blood all about the family
i'm with you and you're with me
we all are branches branches on the family tree
it's in the blood all about the family
we struck blindly at the roots of this tree
whose branches got broken
pissed on and trampled
we struck blindly at the roots of this tree
whose branches got broken
pissed on and trampled
of this idea. a mixture of plantings soon took course in its body. a spectacle none-the-less. walking proud through life
letting its branches guide the way. a path which seemed to be covered in sunshine. it must be human
for its qualities seem to outdo even the grandest occupant of the town. this started to catch the attention of the un-branched. it had never experienced an affection of this kind. a wonderful and frightening new obstacle in its life. this started to catch the attention of the un-branched. it had never experienced an affection of this kind. a wonderful and frightening new obstacle in its life. years went by as it finally found true love. the love of others.three to be exact. letting them into every secret.feeding from every branch. every part used for their lives. it noticed its walking seemed more staggered than normal. the breeze didn't flow like it used to. the heart seemed to pound slower and slower. what caused this?
of this idea. a mixture of plantings soon took course in its body. a spectacle none-the-less. walking proud through life
letting its branches guide the way. a path which seemed to be covered in sunshine. it must be human
for its qualities seem to outdo even the grandest occupant of the town. this started to catch the attention of the un-branched. it had never experienced an affection of this kind. a wonderful and frightening new obstacle in its life. this started to catch the attention of the un-branched. it had never experienced an affection of this kind. a wonderful and frightening new obstacle in its life. years went by as it finally found true love. the love of others.three to be exact. letting them into every secret.feeding from every branch. every part used for their lives. it noticed its walking seemed more staggered than normal. the breeze didn't flow like it used to. the heart seemed to pound slower and slower. what caused this?
leaving home and everything it's known behind
barren branches wave goodbye
as the red leaves slowly die
leaving home and everything it's known behind
barren branches wave goodbye
as the red leaves slowly die
willow weep for me
bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea
listen to my plea
willow weep for me
bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea
listen to my plea
the walls must be breached
the branches of the old tree creak
the songbird sings it's elegy
the walls must be breached
the branches of the old tree creak
the songbird sings it's elegy