Golden Trees

You’re cutting the coffin
And feeling the breeze of the golden trees
You tell her you’re sorry
You’ll fall to your knees, what a lovely scene

When I'm so scared of bleeding bright red
Right out on that floor

It’s the burden of perfection
Being lifted from your sight
Do you see the reason?
So why do you burden yourself with your lies
Don’t you know your fall?

When I'm so scared of bleeding bright red
Right out on this floor
And I'm so scared of this
Oh no, I need that good warmth

You’re tasting the truth
For the first time in your life
Don’t you know how it feels?
Been invited to your veins
Now you’re losing your pain
Can you feel this love?

When I'm so scared of bleeding bright red
Right out on this floor
And I'm so scared of this
Oh no, I need that good warmth