Mishkin Fitzgerald - Hanging Tree | Текст песни

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• Hanging Tree

It was uncertain to me
How I could not assume you
How I could not agree

I know you would have thanked
And burned alive
But I've never seen a happy man unsatisfied

So you cut me down from the hanging tree
And you dim the lights ever so sweetly
Back in your arms, I long, I long to be
Back in your arms, the kindest man who almost
Played the cruellest joke on me

And so we'll move in circles
I'm spinning so straight
Now this will be the only time I can start
I press my face up to the glass and see that

You have cut me down from the hanging tree
And you shut my eyes ever so sweetly
Back in your arms, I long, I long to be
Lord, back in your arms, the kindest man who almost
Played the cruellest joke on me
Back in your arms, I long, I long to be
Back in your arms, the kindest man who almost
Played the cruellest joke on me

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