You´ve made your decision
now get up and leave
the familiar sting of the woodcutter´s swing
to the tree

I´ll fall in the forest
to elbows and knees
and it won´t make a sound
since there´s no-one around
here to see

I was prepared
to love you
and never expect
anything of you

If a spirit has left you babe
don´t lie to yourself
Put them old records on
and admit that it´s gone
somewhere else

And just because We´ve been
so blamed by nature
it doesn´t mean you should carry it again
It´s a question of need-to-know
rosary beads in the end

I was prepared
to love you
and never expect
anything of you

And there´s no patron saint
of silent restraint
Baby there ain´t no sword in our name
just a funeral wake

You were the coldest star in the sky
Only I couldn´t see you, I was blind
And in comes the black night
calling your name since you were born
only I couldn´t hear it
I was empty as a drum

I was prepared
to love you
and never expect
anything of you

And there´s no patron saint
of silent restraint
Baby there ain´t no sword in our name
There ain´t no sword in our name
There ain´t no sword in our name
just a funeral wake