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Candle, if you're not done
A sycamore tree
A sycamore tree
Call when the scarecrow comes
A sycamore tree
As sick as can be
After the sun has gone
A sycamore tree
As sick as can be
Third day's the unsettling one
A sycamore tree
A trick in a tree
Turn the screw, I need to hear
To feel the heat of morning
Hazel, blond, climb to the top
Of the ever-growing tower
There she told me the secret
Of the nameless lives she had written
The stone danced through the gates of time
Where the leaves will chime for the missing
Lay down here now
Rest your head, the day has passed now
Sleep beneath her memories
Where the leaves will chime
In the sycamore
Where the leaves will chime
Where she rests her head
Beneath our memories
Where the leaves will chime