The Tangled Tree
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Footsteps on the cold ground
Lead straight to your door
And the birds in my tango tree
Sing of love but call to war
Beautiful birds
Are not meant to be caged
You should have been true to your wings
You should have flown away
So left my tango tree
That once bore strong branches and leaves of green bud
How cruel and inevitable the passing of time can be
This tango tree
Watched every inch of its majesty
Fade with the fall of every leaf
It always seemed to call me
The crooked stoop
The bend and swoop of its complicated beauty
They cut it up to burn it down
They cut it up to burn it down
They cut it up to burn it down
Bright lights
Rise out
Out over
The fire