Chop The Tree

When in the winter of our discontent

We found a way

To tie a bond between our hearts

In the open field should there we lay

Found a sharp stone, found a big tree

Found a clear space in the bark

Laughing louder chance a fine thing

Moving slowly off the mark

Out of season given reason

Could we see inclement weather?

Will you want me as I want you as you are?

The autumn is the finest time, the finest of them all

Will you need me as I need you as I did?

As I always should've done, tell me when we're there

Not too long and not too far

My dreams and I were wondering

If we harbor, if we labor

Sweet the fruit that fortune brings

Who will help us through these cold years?

Could I glimpse a rising sun?

Will you want me as I want you as you are?

The autumn is the finest time, the finest of them all

Will you need me as I need you as I did?

As I always should've done, tell me when we're there

Will you love me as I love you constantly?

Wasted in the downpour

Whatever we believe, whatever we believe

Take them under, take them over

Crack the bullwhip, chop the tree