Friday, April 06, 2007

Some Easter lyrics

All alone in an evil dream I see myself up high
And it’s me over you with my arms spread open wide
I try to run from the place I know that I can be set free
Come away, come away, there’s a sweet voice calling me,
To the killing tree…

I look around at all the faces who are passing me,
And I run, try to run, with nails in my feet
All the time I was building castles on a sandy beach
Leading you, leading you, to a place I’d never been,
To the killing tree…

I know what you’re asking me and I don’t want to give,
‘Cause it’s safe, and I know, ‘cause I’ve been here all these years
All the precious pain I hold, without it there is fear
And I’m afraid, when you say, that you’ll get me out of here
To the killing tree…

So now I run to you and I move from night to day
For to live, I must die, and there’s still no other way
I see you in an evil dream you took my place up high
Now it’s you, over me, with your arms spread open wide
On the killing tree…

From “The Killing Tree”, © Paul Coleman 1998

3 Comments:

Blogger actonb said...

Weird. I was listening to that album the other day. And now I'm listening to it again.

11:03 AM  
Blogger Snoskred said...

I just watched the west wing.. whoa.. brilliant.

11:04 PM  
Blogger I'm not Craig said...

Actonb
Hi, yes, that's weird. Thanks for the link to this one over at your blog.

Snoskred
Whoa, you're right. And it's always nice to see you.

6:16 AM  

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