You've made your decision
now get up and leave
If a (?) ting of the woodcutter's swing to the tree


I'll fall in the forest
to elbows and knees

and you/it(?) won't make a sound
since there's no-one around here to see



I was prepared to love you
and never expect anything of you



If a spirit has left you babe

don't lie to yourself
Put them old records on
and kick that it's gone somewhere else


Just because we're be so blamed by nature (?)
doesn't mean you should carry it again

It's a question of need-to-know rosary beads ....(?)



I was prepared to love you
and never expect anything of you
And there's no patron saint, ... or ...

there ain't no sword in our name
just a few little y...(?)



You were the coldest star in the sky
I couldn't see you, I was blind.

And in comes the black night
calling your name since you were born
only I couldn't hear it

I was empty as a drum/drunk(?)



I was prepared to love you
and never expect anything of you
And there's no patron saint, ... or ...

There ain't no sword in our name
just a few little y...(?)