"You took it all, "
Said the aspen to the fall
"You cleared my limbs
In this cold, my faith wears thin"

The buzzards cry
And they fall down from the sky
Preying on the lone
I pray my flesh sticks to my bone

I never asked for any harm
Never raised no stray alarm
I never swore I held your heart, but I wanted from the start
To play that precious part, the ember in the dark
The love inside your eyes

A mess I made
With this gold I once was paid
Took me high to lead me low
Into fog and the unknown

Now I'm howling at the moon
To scorn a love that ended too soon
I never swore I held your heart, but I wanted from the start
To play that precious part, the ember in the dark
The love inside your eyes