It's the little things that you forget It's the pieces you will never find And can't quite put your finger on That you will miss the most Weave me in your branches Don't put me to the test There is no fat left to chew upon these bones We took you all into our hearts And we raised you as our own And what we built in secret made us weak Well, it wasn't built to last We knew our strength lay in defeat And we will dance ourselves to sleep And we will dance ourselves to sleep Weave me Into your branches, I belong here Tonight we wake the dead As sure as the river bleeds into the sea I will drink myself into your wooden arms And we We will dance ourselves to sleep