Every night when the sun goes down A cool air with calm surrounds
A silent garden in which can be found A tree of love
Every night you can find me there Sweating palms and matted hair
And drops of blood, darkness and everywhere Under the tree of love
And you can hear them Whisper rhythm under the tree of love
And you can see them Under the tree of love
And we'll be found Every satan, every sinner
As they're for the desert ground For the fruit that falls each night
From the tree of love
Some nights there are many there And murmurs fill the desert air
Answer to you is trying to make up air Under the tree of love
On and on as the darkness falls The whisper sounds of the searchers call
A head within and without the walls Around the tree of love
And you can hear them Talking under the tree of love
And you can see them Under the tree of love
And we'll be found Every hero, every hero
As they search the desert ground For the fruit that falls each night
From the tree of love
From the tree of love
Each night before the end I find myself under the tree again
The branches break as the bones they bend Under the tree of love
And you can hear them Shout to you under the tree of love
And you can see them Under the tree of love
And we'll be found Every satan, every sinner
As they're for the desert ground For the fruit that falls each night
From the tree of love
They search the ground For the fruit that falls each night
From the tree of love
They're on the ground For the fruit that falls each night
From the tree of love
Under the tree of love You will find me waiting
Under the tree of love You can see them searching
Tree of love
Under the tree of love