Was a long and dark December From the rooftops I remember There was snow White snow
Clearly I remember From the windows they were watching While we froze down below
When the future's architectured By a carnival of idiots on show You'd better lie low
If you love me Won't you let me know?
Was a long and dark December When the banks became cathedrals And the fog Became God
Priests clutched onto bibles Hollowed out to fit their rifles And the cross was held aloft Bury me in honor When I'm dead and hit the ground My nerves are poles thatn unfroze
If you love me Won't you let me know?
I don't want to be a soldier Who the captain of some sinking ship Would stow, far below
If you love me Why'd you let me go?
I took my love down to Violet Hill There we sat in snow All that time she was silent still
