Lyrics:
You Are The Branches

da da da da da Ooo Where are you now? I'm tryin' to get by with never ever knowin' at all And I still don't know, ooo Where are you now? (Where are you

pickups and mustangs And weathered all the sun and rain And to this day up on that overpass Even underneath the new paint, you can still see Ali will you

Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Some are leaf Some are branches I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood For the fire

longer steal Oh, it's real, surrender for Jehovah is real How long will you sleep Troubled by the thoughts that you keep, the idols you heap 'Causing the destruction you

in some lonesome valley Where womankind could not be found Where little birds sing, upon the branches And every moment has a different sound Oh, Peggy Gordon, you are my darling Come, sit you

You laugh as you pass me the night As if it's too fragile to hold And I hold it so close to my chest With your hands in my hands You say this is just

got you this far Whether you say, "In Jesus name", or, "Al hum du'Allah" Long as you know it's a bein' that's supreme to you You let that show towards

loud Until the day is ending And the birds are silent in the branches And the insects are courting in the bushes And by the shores heavy stones are

Have you seen death singin'? Have you seen death singin'? Have you seen death singin'? In the straw colored light Have you seen death singin'? Have you