Grab your heart we need to leave.
There's no time to cry or grieve,
For the fallen family tree.
Rise above the flooding plain
Crouching low and dark the flame
Generations against the grain
Up in smoke, down the drain.
If the fire, if the flood
Burns the tree and thins the blood…
If your tears don't want to dry, I can help you cry.
Through the night, through the night and day,
Can't take the pain away, but I can help you cry.
Cut the branch from this tree,
Carve a place for you and me.
Wooden seat that we can string,
From a branch where we can swing.
We'll take this block of wood–
Carve it down, sand it good.
When finished it will be
Souvenir of the family tree.
If the fire, if the flood
Burns the tree and thins the blood…
If the tears don't want to dry, I can help you cry.
Through the night, through the night and day,
Can't take your pain away, but I can help you cry.
Through the night, through the night and day,
I can't take your pain away, I can try but…
God help me please–
Come save the family tree.
My friends are broken all
When falling off the wall.
In the ash, I found an ember
Something warm to help remember.
A block of wood that used to be a strong tall family tree,
A strong tall family tree, blowing in the breeze.
Cry through the night, through the night and day,
Can't take your pain away, but I can help you cry.
Through the night, through the night and day,
Can't take your pain away, but I can help you cry.
