Lay me down where the meadows weep

There lie the thoughts that we dare not speak

Like wicked words amongst the trees

All promises that we could not keep

When the hands run out of time

And the trumpet softly blows

Play a song inside my mind

Then I’ll have to let it go

Winter came and broke our bonds

Left us here with nowhere to belong

Years go by wrapped in a coat of blue

Snow fell down upon the avenue

When the hangmen raise the gallows

Let the trumpet softly blow

Play a song so full of sorrows

Then I’ll have to let it go

Lay me down where the meadows weep

I heard the thoughts that we dare not speak

When the day came to a close

I cut the rope… let it go

It’s all ended in the darkness

And the trumpet softly blows

Play a song so full of sadness

Well I had to let it go