Songtext von Tread Softly

Chorus: Tread softly, for she is near under the snow Speak gently, for she can hear your daisies grow All of her bright and golden hair was tarnished with rust She that was young and fair has fallen to dust Has fallen to dust She was lily-like and white as snow Never knew she was a woman so sweetly she grew Yet a coffin board and a heavy stone lie upon her breast And I vex my heart alone that she is at rest (Chorus) Not the tribune's voice nor the poet's pen May sow such seeds in slavorous men 'Tis the soldier's sword alone that may reap such harvest When they have grown, when they have grown (Chorus) Peace, she cannot hear a line, nor a tune, nor a song, nor a sonnet My life is buried here, heap of earth upon it (Chorus 2x) Tread softly, for she is near