Whose woods these are I think I know
they stole them when they found the gold
well a broken little treaty holds the proof
Now it's snowblind madness on the plains
I clamor for a purer strain
well you don't need many words to speak the truth
Rise up and be lonely
Where daisies burn and kisses fade
from lack of light in heart and mind
cold hymns explode and voodoo scenes erupt in time
I make my way in leaves and roots
I'm trembling in my travelin shoes
I don't believe, but I believe I'll dust my broom
Rise up and be lonely
Stripes on my shoulders, chains on my feet
all the money in the world is a lame retreat
from the shelter behind our eyes
Look now the sun hangs like a thief
over branches leaf to leaf
and I'm out walking
under corporate criminal skies
Rise up in the morning
Rise up and be lonely
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