lay down where the medals weep i heard the thoughts that we dare not speak like wicked words amongst the trees old promises that we could not keep and when the of time and the trumpet softly blows play a song inside my mind and i ll have to let it go wind decay broke our bones left in here nowhere to belong years go by wrapped in a coated blue snow fell down on the avenue when the hangmen reached the gallows then the trumpet softly blow play a song so full of sorrows then i ll have to let it go lay me down where the medals weep i heard the thoughts that we dare not speak when the day came to a close i cut the rope and let it go it s all in the darkness and the trumpet softly blows play a song full of sadness then i had to let it go