Текст песни Curse Your Branches

Red and orange, or blue and yellow In which of these do you believe? If you're not sure right now, Please take a moment I need your signature before you leave When I sleep, I'm usually dreaming But more and more, it's only one Where every hired gun I've ever fired Is making love to you while I look on Oh, falling leaves should curse their branches For not letting them decide where they should fall And not letting them refuse to fall at all In my throat, there swells a darkness It fills my mouth, and coats my lips And even as the threat of Hell is disappearing, The threat of losing you is blowing up Oh, falling leaves should curse their branches For not letting them decide where they should fall And not letting them refuse to fall at all