Lyrics Trumpets - Branches

Trumpets

Trumpets sing and
My ears are ringing
And I’ve been meaning
To say one thing
If you’re only
Here to be lonely
Then my brother
Why do you sing?
Fall before us
Why join the chorus
When your voice is
Fading away?
But this train don’t
And no, this train won’t
Ask you to do a
Single thing
And that train is coming
Brother, climb on in
And that train is coming
Oh sister, come with
Your words are tired
You’re time’s expired
That steeple’s higher
Than you could climb
So cut the ropes and
Hear what I’ve spoken
And all you’ve carried
Just weighs you down
And that train is coming
Brother, climb on in
And that train is coming
Oh sister, come with
At the end when
Your body bends and
Your shoulders rest on
That dirty soil
You’ll be awakened
As you are shaken
From the sleep that
Stole your days
And the blindness
Falls from your eyes when
You see the train
That’s coming last
He’s on the ground, your
Heart starts to pound and
You’ll hear the voice that
Knows where you’ve been
And that train is coming
Brother, climb on in
And that train is coming
Oh sister, come with