Bend Down The Branches
Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits
The sky's as deep as it can be
Bend down the branches
Close your eyes and you will see
Bend down the branches
You're like a willow once you were gold
We're made for bending, even beauty gets old
Climb the stairs, they're not so steep
Bend down the branches
Close your eyes and go to sleep
Bend down the branches