Trees in the Wind

In that room, with its red sunsets, it was eternity's time to speak

So we listened, as if our hearts were made of stone

Fear struck, havoc reeks, the murderer sat in the front row

That orphan wrote today's date on the blackboard, way to go

The executioner was my best friend, he already wore black, sittin' in the back

School, prison, trees in the wind, climbed your gloomy stairs

I stood in the corner with my face to the wall, no cares

The murderer sat in the front row

That orphan wrote today's date on the blackboard, way to go

I remember, the janitor brought us mice to play with