A song about two people that find they have been turned into two silver birches lining a slip road off the M6 motorway. The song involves one ‘tree’ bargaining with the other that they’re actually better off here. It’s a song about desperation and desperate measures in a life where everything is transient but never seems to change.
Lyrics
We're stood apart
Arms wide and reaching
Acheron and the M6
A world away from living
And we're never leaving now
Roots deep and sinking
Crushed and mined in coalpits
Or felled for ghost ship building
But we're closer here than before
From this height
The world is our own
Weren't you tired
Tired of feeling
This aloneness?
How many lifeless bars?
and hours roaming?
But we're closer here than before
From this height
The world is our own
I had too much and I
I wasn't thinking
A gallows of my home
The frozen sky, I
I tried it on for size
And I felt more alive
than before.
From this height
The world is our own
So we stand apart
Arms wide and reaching
Again, and again
and again.