Now when you're hungry
or sleeping, or dead
Locked in the branches away
Awake for the moment
in fear and in dread
Wrapped in your arms away
Lost of the memory
and falling asleep
Counting the moments
till death do us keep
Climb the branches
they'll keep us safe
Climb the branches
and no one will see
Climb the branches
away from the fear
Some things are not forgotten
Some things we can not forgive
The life that was taken
Was not mine to give
So we'll climb the branches
they'll keep us safe
Stay locked in the branches away
Left with this memory
this fear
this regret
I wept for myself
Now nothing is left.
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