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