Lines - Branches

I built a home there in the trees

With splintered hands

And bruised and bloodied knees

One day your voice came riding on the breeze:

«Ooh, ooh.

You don’t have to be alone, you don’t have to be alone

You don’t have to be alone, you don’t have to be alone

You don’t have to be alone, you don’t have to be alone!»

Your voice touched my skin and filled my bones

It’s running through the trees

Like the wind that blows

You set my words alive like skipping stones:

«Ooh, ooh.»

I thought I had to be alone, I thought I had to be alone

I thought I had to be alone, I thought I had to be alone

I thought I had to be alone, I thought I had to be alone!

Empty out my pockets full of light

Filling riverbeds

With tears turned dry

The earth claps its hands in perfect time:

«Ooh, ooh.»

No more singing all alone, no more singing all alone

No more singing all alone, no more singing all alone

No more singing all alone, no more singing all alone

No more singing all alone, no more singing all alone

No more singing all alone!

The clock grows old in the grandfather sky

The lock grows cold just waiting for me to die

And all of the wrinkles that my tears have left behind:

They’re just lines, they’re just lines, they’re just lines

They’re just lines, they’re just lines, they’re just lines

They’re just lines, they’re just lines, they’re just lines

They’re just lines, they’re just lines, they’re just lines!