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Icicle Works – Chop The Tree lyrics
(Mcnabb)
When in the winter of our discontent,
We found a way,
To tie a bond between our hearts,
In the open field should there we lay,
Found a sharp stone, found a big tree,
Found a clear space in the bark,
Laughing louder, chance a fine thing,
Moving slowly, off the mark...
Out of season, given reason,
Could we see inclement weather
Chorus: Will you want me, as I want you, as you are,
The autumn is the finest time,
The finest of them all,
Will you need me, as I need you, as I did,
As I always should've done,
Tell me when we're there
Not too long, and not too far,
My dreams and I were wondering,
If we harbour, if we labour,
Sweet the fruit that fortune brings...
Who will help us, through these cold years,
Could I glimpse a rising sun,
Repeat Chorus
Will you love me,
As I love you constantly
Wasted in the downpour
Whatever we believe,
Whatever we believe...
Take them under, take them over,
Crack the bullwhip,
Chop the tree...
When in the winter of our discontent,
We found a way,
To tie a bond between our hearts,
In the open field should there we lay,
Found a sharp stone, found a big tree,
Found a clear space in the bark,
Laughing louder, chance a fine thing,
Moving slowly, off the mark...
Out of season, given reason,
Could we see inclement weather
Chorus: Will you want me, as I want you, as you are,
The autumn is the finest time,
The finest of them all,
Will you need me, as I need you, as I did,
As I always should've done,
Tell me when we're there
Not too long, and not too far,
My dreams and I were wondering,
If we harbour, if we labour,
Sweet the fruit that fortune brings...
Who will help us, through these cold years,
Could I glimpse a rising sun,
Repeat Chorus
Will you love me,
As I love you constantly
Wasted in the downpour
Whatever we believe,
Whatever we believe...
Take them under, take them over,
Crack the bullwhip,
Chop the tree...
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