Ed Harcourt
"Wind Through The Trees"

Oh my deserted one
You must put down your father's gun
When the sundial reaches midday
Shut your eyes and then look away

Something's wrong, they're all gone
I will walk through the long, long
grass and say your name

Shot through the chest and head
She killed everyone stone dead
And the wind blew once more
through the trees
Now she's coming straight back to
me

Little things, the insect's sting
I will walk through the long, long
grass and say you're

Running from the dark
Look what you have done
Running from the dark Look what
you have done
But you can't run from me
'Cause I'm the wind through the
trees
No you can't hide from me

Running from the dark
Look what you have done
Running from the dark
Look what you have done
But you can't run from me
'Cause I'm the wind through the
trees
No you can't hide from me
'Cause I'm the wind through the
trees