The Weeping Tree Lyrics

She waits as his last bleeding thought filters to grey
As she left his apartment
So she thinks to herself, this can't be right
She gave her best, yet she never was alive
It's been four whole years since the light's been on
And she knew she could come home

Memories seem to haunt her every day
Her past is a demon stuck inside her brain
"And this is what I must do," she says
As she catches a cab headed out of town
"There," she shouts, "stop the car"
She pays the driver and runs towards the hill

The weeping tree
The weeping tree

She comes to a halt
And all she thinks, "This tree makes me feel so alive"
So she presses her head to its trunk and listens to its heart
"Oh my God, what a life
What a tragic, sad, sad life
And now I wonder, what's the point?
There's really no use in living anymore"
So she climbs the tree, ties a knot out of the old swing that was hung there
"And this is where I belong"

The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree
The weeping tree