Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It was just before the moon hung
Her weary heavy head in
The gallows and the graves of
The milky milky cradle
[Verse 2]
His tears have turned to poppies
A shimmer in the midnight
A flower in the twilight
A flower in the twilight
[Verse 3]
And our screaming is in his screaming
Our screaming in the willow
[Verse 4]
They took him to the gallows
He fought them all the way though
And when they asked us how we knew his name
[Verse 5]
We died just before him
Our eyes are in the flowers
Our hands are in the branches
Our voices in the breezes
[Verse 6]
And our screaming is in his screaming
Our screaming in the willow tree
[Verse 7]
We're waiting by the willow
Our milky milky cradle
Our lockets long have rusted
His picture worn and weathered
[Verse 8]
Our hair is in the garden
The roses in our toeses
Our ears are in the blossoms
Our eyes are in the branches
[Verse 9]
And our screaming is in his screaming
Our screaming in the willow tree
[Verse 10]
Our screaming is in his screaming
Our screaming in the willow tree
Written by: Sierra Rose Casady, Bianca Leilani Casady