The Trees lyrics

Song information

Artist: Pulp
Album: We Love Life

Lyrics

I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound
Your skin so pale against the fallen autumn leaves &
No-one saw us but the trees
Yeah, the trees, those useless trees produce the air that I am breathing
Yeah, the trees, those useless trees; they never said that you were leaving
I carved your name with a heart just up above - now swollen
Distorted, unrecognisable; like our love
The smell of leaf mould & the sweetness of decay
Are the incense at the funeral procession here, today
In the trees, those useless trees, etc
You try to shape the world to what you want the world to be
Carving your name a thousand times won't bring you back to me
Oh no, no I might as well go & tell it to the trees
Go & tell it to the trees, yeah