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There have been many tales
tainted by truth twisted by time...
some choose to forget
yet it still
weaves webs in their minds...
And it seems like sheand's been here forever
her branches as black as the seas
sheand's been through it all
by the luck of the draw
she became the old hanging tree...
She asked for nothing
except maybe
a little rain...
they used her strength
to help them steal lives away...
And she witnessed the sadness and sorrow
to this day she still doesnand't know why
but her heart broke
when they came with the rope
to declare her the old hanging tree...
Life stranger than fiction
can make you want to cry
roots could never stop her
from reaching for the sky...
Life stranger than fiction
can make you want to cry
roots could never stop her
from reaching for the sky...
Those years have all past
lucky for us lucky for her...
now, children play at her feet
and in her arms she cradles birds...
And it seems sheand's been here forever
these days are the best that sheand's seen
still somewhere in the back
of her mind is the time
she was known as the old hanging tree...
Yes somewhere in the back
of her mind is the time
she was known as the old hanging tree...
Blackmore's Night
Hanging tree
Hanging tree
There have been many tales
tainted by truth twisted by time...
some choose to forget
yet it still
weaves webs in their minds...
And it seems like sheand's been here forever
her branches as black as the seas
sheand's been through it all
by the luck of the draw
she became the old hanging tree...
She asked for nothing
except maybe
a little rain...
they used her strength
to help them steal lives away...
And she witnessed the sadness and sorrow
to this day she still doesnand't know why
but her heart broke
when they came with the rope
to declare her the old hanging tree...
Life stranger than fiction
can make you want to cry
roots could never stop her
from reaching for the sky...
Life stranger than fiction
can make you want to cry
roots could never stop her
from reaching for the sky...
Those years have all past
lucky for us lucky for her...
now, children play at her feet
and in her arms she cradles birds...
And it seems sheand's been here forever
these days are the best that sheand's seen
still somewhere in the back
of her mind is the time
she was known as the old hanging tree...
Yes somewhere in the back
of her mind is the time
she was known as the old hanging tree...