Was a long and dark December
There was snow From the windows they were watching
Down below
When the future's architectured
You'd better lie low
If you love me When the banks became cathedrals
Became God
Priests clutched onto bibles
And the cross was held aloft
Bury me in honor
A love back home unfolds
If you love me Who the captain of some sinking ship Why'd you let me go?
I took my love down to Violet Hill
All that time she was silent still
So if you love me Won't you let me know?.
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