a Singer of Songs - The Tree You Lit Lyrics

Put the star on the tree now
With the angels and the lights
Inhale, enjoy the smell of pine
And the chill of the night
The moon hopelessly low
And the snow beneath your feet
It's too cold to breathe
Smoke like clouds
The tiny words we speak
The wind from the hills
Where the sun just bled to death
Bells through windows
Gift in fake snow on the floor and then
The words that should buried in silence
The wood that should be put onto the fire
The Christmas chimes within

The funniest mistake that I ever made
Was sit down and think this heat was here for me to take
The corner that I seek is a place where no one meets
A shadow of the tree that you lit so beautifully

The street is awfully quiet
Cars parked under trees
Mist creeps through the branches
Curtain of curiosity
This is the one where I'm alone now
The one I dread the most
The feeling I hold onto
Like a crack onto a hole
The words that should buried in silence
The wood that should be put onto the fire
The Christmas chimes within

The funniest mistake that I ever made
Was sit down and think this heat was here for me to take
The corner that I seek is a place where no one meets
A shadow of the tree that you lit so beautifully
The tree that you lit so beautifully...