Days In the Trees - No-Man

The rain fell soft on the green and distant fields

I saw you run to the shelter of the trees

I stood alone with weeds and broken brick

My pale fingers curled around blades of autumn grass

I heard your feet crack earth and branch, but you were covered by the rain

I shouted out and called your name, but you were hiding in the trees

Days in the trees

You rubbed the sleep from my tired eyes

And let the real taste of God

Change the colour of my thoughts

I was draining the heaven

From the warmth of your breast

Lighting fire on the stone

I tore at the seams of my smooth and laundered clothes

And ran to the trees, racing naked against the day

I heard your feet crack earth and branch, but you were covered by the rain

I shouted out and called your name, but you were hiding in the trees

Days in the trees

The ascent to your heaven

Spending days in the trees

I can’t stand them laughing at us