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Texty: Tift Merritt. Another Country. Tender Branch.


Once I ran like the wildest horse.
I reached up high and I clinched my fist.
What happened then goes just like this,
Oh the tender branch is gonna fall.

I was young and I thought it brave,
Fighting to find the mystery?s face.
You got to give it a gentler chase,
Cause oh the tender branch is gonna fall.

Sometimes you fall up these stairs, but it?s a long time ?fore you know.
No matter where my heart is now, there?s a long, long way to go.

There is a church in St Sulpice.
I?ve seen the pilgrims come to pray.
I?m gonna lean in hard on that grace,
Cause oh the tender branch is gonna fall.