Violet Hill

Was a long and dark DecemberFrom the rooftops I rememberThere was snowWhite snowClearly I rememberFrom the windows they were watchingWhile we froze down belowWhen the future's architectureBy a carnival of idiots on showYou'd better lie lowIf you love meWon't you let me know?Was a long and dark DecemberWhen the banks became cathedralsAnd the fogBecame GodPriests clutched onto biblesHollowed out to fit their riflesAnd the cross was held aloftBury me in armorWhen I'm dead and hit the groundMy nerves are poles that unfrozeIf you love meWon't you let me know?I don't want to be a soldierWho the captain of some sinking shipWould stow Far belowSo if you love meWhy'd you let me go?I took my love down to violet hillThere we sat in snowAll the time she was silent and stillSo if you love meWon't you let me know?If you love meWon't you let me know?