Isabelline - Falling Lyrics

The axe forgets
The tree remembers
I'm swinging the blade
I am the contender
Now do you see, son?
We reap what we sow
When the time comes
We will go toe to toe
Tap into the roots
Drain the bark
Let it bleed
I'm coming for the rings
But that's coming from me
So, who put Bella in the Wych Elm?
I'm really just dying to know
I turn around and stop looking for love
When it's my turn to go
Pining away in a castle of glass
Looking through my reflections
At the stones that I've cast
So, I broke branches into bundles
I tied 'em up and carried 'em home
I fed the fire and I fanned the flames
Till the flesh fell from bone
Hiding away in a castle of glass
Looking through my reflections
At the stones that I've cast
The axe forgets
The tree remembers
I'm swinging the blade
I am the contender
The axe forgets
The tree remembers
I'm swinging the blade
I am the contender

The axe forgets
The tree remembers
I'm swinging the blade
I am the contender
Now do you see, son?
We reap what we sow
When the time comes
We will go toe to toe
Tap into the roots
Drain the bark
Let it bleed
I'm coming for the rings
But that's coming from me
So, who put Bella in the Wych Elm?
I'm really just dying to know
I turn around and stop looking for love
When it's my turn to go
Pining away in a castle of glass
Looking through my reflections
At the stones that I've cast
So, I broke branches into bundles
I tied 'em up and carried 'em home
I fed the fire and I fanned the flames
Till the flesh fell from bone
Hiding away in a castle of glass
Looking through my reflections
At the stones that I've cast
The axe forgets
The tree remembers
I'm swinging the blade
I am the contender
The axe forgets
The tree remembers
I'm swinging the blade
I am the contender