In The Branches

They left angels singing in branches of a burning tree, 'Said it was all a game And your daddy got bent and twisted in the bed that he made, You'll end up the same He went down, down, down He went down, down, down in the sugar and the corn He went down, down, down He went down, down, down where the fire is born Old man livin' on the cheap cigarettes, cherry pie and apple wine He died in the house where his daddy died You'll die in the house where your daddy died The AM crackin', the coming storms The economy and crime The grey brain matter swelled up tight A free man's doing time this time They left angels singing in the branches of a burning tree 'Said it was all a game And your daddy got bent and twisted in the bed that he made You'll end up the same You went down, down, down You went down, down, down in the sugar and the corn You're goin' down, down, down You're goin' down, down, down where the fire is born Down, down, down You're going down, down, down in the sugar and the corn Down, down, down You're going down, down, down where the fire is born (intense strumming) An eye for an eye to fight fire with fire It was hard to take sides, we were all burning alive And my branches are waiting for you like arms and my branches are waiting for you And my branches are waiting for you like arms and my branches are waiting for you Does the night time hold you tight? Is your heart like a pound of steel? Will the darkness kill the light closer to the bottom of a turn in? Does the night time hold you tight? Is your heart like a pound of steel? Will the darkness kill the light closer to the bottom of a turn in? Down, down, down You're going down, down, down in the sugar and the corn Down, down, down You're going down, down, down where the fire is born Down, down, down You're going down, down, down in the sugar and the corn Down, down, down You're going down, down, down where the fire is born And my branches are waiting for you like arms And my branches are waiting for you (just keep repeating indefinitely)