The Birch House-Birch House

[ti:The Birch House] [ar:Birch House] [al:The Soft War] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Birch House - Birch House [00:57.40]Leaves are frozen to the ground [01:02.66] [01:03.77]The ice in our throats [01:07.16]The whites of our coats [01:09.75] [01:10.84]And we have gone to our birch house [01:17.03] [01:17.54]Sleeping in the moonlight [01:23.86] [01:24.52]Lips are trembling inside the walls [01:31.13]Of peeling white wood [01:34.42]A feeling of should [01:37.38] [01:37.95]And I hope that you feel the same [01:44.38] [01:45.26]Because I'm touching your shoulder [01:51.41] [01:51.93]But here so far from the steeples [02:01.54]And painted horses [02:04.60] [02:05.60]I could have found a place to lay my head [02:18.25] [02:19.21]If you had loved me instead [02:27.80] [03:00.92]Hail is pouring from the sky [03:06.38] [03:07.57]It knocks the walls down [03:10.47]The branches all drown [03:13.47] [03:14.41]And I know that I'm trapped inside [03:21.10]And I won't make it out