Snow Angels
Текст песни Cypress Trees

There we will sit by the cypress trees
By the edge of the dark dark woods
There we will sing the songs that we sang when the times we lived where good
Enough food on our table & we said our Fridays prayer
There we will sit by the cypress trees by the edge of the dark dark woods

Joseph he has a story to tell the children gather round
Of far beyond the darkest of nights & way above the clouds
& how if you are pure enough then walls come tumbling down
Joseph he has a story to tell the children gather round