Hanging Branch

A willow tree stretched out in the night It's been years since you walked toward the light A broken one, finished is my fight The gallows are my resting place tonight Pitted clean when you looked in my eyes Illusion of my life before my eyes Hanging branch is swaying in the night Mom's not comin' home until tonight Mother holds her baby at her breast Chapter missing, time will write the rest Whispers in her nervous signal dome Hurry, Mom, we need you to come home (It's time for me to come home) (It's time for me to come home) (It's time for me to come home) (It's time for me to come home) (It's time for me to come home) (It's time for me to come home) (It's time for me to come home) (It's time for me to come home)