Tree Of Dead Babies

In this life

It don't come easily

There's what you have

And what you seek

And in time

You'll see it naturally

Innocence dies

Just make your peace

Like a tree full dead hanging babies

It's hard

I know

To let it go

Or let it show

Lost and alone

The ones you know

And ones you don't

The ones you want

They don't want you though

You talk of pride

Da fuck does that mean

A slow suicide

Or Something obscene

Like a tree full of dead hangin babies

And as above

Well so below must be

You'll hear no cries

From those who sleep

On the tree of dead hangin babies

Forever there hangin inside of my head

Where they live forever

Although they are dead

And in time

You'll see it naturally

Innocents die

So make your peace

With a tree full of dead hanging babies

Your heart's desire

To be told some mystery

But The mystery is

That there is no mystery