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The twisted trees sing
Dark, dark, dark
Broken branches hidden
Far down below
The trees stare back
And we burn in smoke
Reflecting in the water like ghosts
Drifting this way and that
Far down below
Dark, dark, dark
The chrysalis fall spun silk unwinding
A soft pillow of earth
Standing over each blade of grass
Telling it to grow
I'll spread my wings
For the man who had to know
A marriage of angels and sinners
Science and religion
Looking for proof
And some faith in you
Far down below
Dark, dark, dark
High-flying donkeys have gone astray
Satan's longing is here to stay
The twisted trees sing
Dark, dark, dark
The twisted trees sing
Dark, dark, dark
Standing over each blade of grass
Telling it to grow
Far down below
Dark, dark, dark
Standing over each blade of grass
Telling it to grow
We'll spread our wings
For the man who had to know
Far down below
Dark, dark, dark
Far down below
Dark, dark, dark
Far down below
Dark, dark, dark
Far down below
Dark, dark, dark
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- Miscellaneous
- fRoots 38
- Magnetic Curses: A Chicago Punk Rock Compilation
- The Edge of the World
- 1-2-3-4! Punk & New Wave 1976-1979
- Paste mPlayer #13
- The Mekons Rock ’n’ Roll
- Fear and Whiskey
- Original Sin
- Dig This: A Tribute to the Great Strike
- So Good It Hurts
- Hole in the Ground
- Honky Tonkin’
- ... New York
- Phi Beta Restless: Post Modern Classics
- The Indie Scene 78: The Story of British Independent Music
- Heaven and Hell: The Very Best of the Mekons
- New York: On the Road 86–87
- The Indie Scene 86: The Story of British Independent Music
- Fast Product: The First Years