Violet Hill Was a long and dark December From the rooftops I remember There was snow White snow
Clearly I remember From the windows they were watching While we froze down below
When the future's architectured By a carnival of idiots on show You'd better lie low If you love me Won't you let me know?
Was a long and dark December When the banks became cathedrals And the fog Became God
Priests clutched onto bibles And went out to fit their rifles And the cross was held aloft
Bury me in honor When I'm dead and hit the ground A love back home unfolds If you love me Won't you let me know?
I don't want to be a soldier With the captain of some sinking ship With snow, far below So if you love me Why'd you let me go?
I took my love down to violet hill There we sat in snow All that time she was silent still So if you love me Won't you let me know? If you love me, Won't you let me know?