The Cemetery Tree Lyrics

A cold breeze on the air

The leaves falling past your hair

Makes me start to believe

I'm a ghost that I'm not even really there

But I check my pulse, my heart's still kicking

Deep in thought as I stand there shaking

Figuring out what I want to say

But you met me there, met me there halfway

Under red, orange, green

Of the cemetery tree

Sheppard my lost eyes

Before I make my goodbyes

Immerse your decaying greens

Oft repeating dreams

Get absorbed into your roots

Left to face unfortunate truths

Well I'm not in shock, I should be breaking down

Living in my head turned me around

Figuring out what I want to say

But you met me there, met me there halfway

Under red, purple, green

Of the cemetery tree

The cemetery tree

The cemetery tree

The cemetery tree

These chords (Will they run their course)

Were the best I could do (When the winter comes)

Lost for words (Cold barren wasteland)

In the tombstones shadows next to you (You can't escape from)

These chords (Will they run their course)

Were the best I could do (When the spring comes)

Lost for words (False sense revival)

In the tombstones shadows next to you (That can make you numb)

These chords (Will they run their course)

Were the best I could do (When the summer comes)

Lost for words (Staying longer days)

In the tombstones shadows next to you (Thinking you're far away)

These chords (Will they run their course)

Were the best I could do (When the autumn comes)

Toppled over limestone (Fall reminds you of)

But I don't mean to intrude (What could never be)

Under red, orange, green

Of the cemetery tree

Under red, purple, green

Of the cemetery tree

As fast as I could

I turned around

But you were gone

Already gone