Hanging On The Trees Songtext

Leslie Low

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Hanging On The Trees Songtext
So on the way down

I count the days of numbers out

So on the way down

I lose the sense of meaning

Hey there, you know
All lights gone out

Time's running out

It's meant to be



Afar, a hanging on the trees

Away from sight and hearing

A time when all the leaves were green

Embarrassed now from blooming

Hey there, you know

Man's playing god
Life can be bought and sold with ease



Hang like a star

Lay down like a brick

I've been made a fool of me

Dry as a nail

Through flesh into wood

I've been made a fool of me

Hey there, you know

All kinds of sad

Grey kind of black is hanging on

All kinds of bad are hanging on.