Whose woods these are I think I know
they stole them when they found the gold
well a broken little treaty holds the proof

Now it's snowblind madness on the plains
I clamor for a purer strain
well you don't need many words to speak the truth

Rise up and be lonely

Where daisies burn and kisses fade
from lack of light in heart and mind
cold hymns explode and voodoo scenes erupt in time
I make my way in leaves and roots
I'm trembling in my travelin shoes
I don't believe, but I believe I'll dust my broom

Rise up and be lonely

Stripes on my shoulders, chains on my feet
all the money in the world is a lame retreat
from the shelter behind our eyes

Look now the sun hangs like a thief
over branches leaf to leaf
and I'm out walking
under corporate criminal skies

Rise up in the morning
Rise up and be lonely