Bitter Branches [Demo]

Bitter branches
Spreading out
There's none more bitter
Than the wood

Into the wide world
It grows

Twisting under
Soldier's feet
Standing in lines
And the damp earth underneath

Holding up their rifles
High
Holding their young wives
Who wave goodbye

Hold up the clear glass
To look and see
Soldiers standing
The roots twist underneath

Their young wives with white hands
Wave goodbye
Their arms as bitter branches
Spreading into the world

Wave goodbye
And wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
They wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye