brave free of consequence slaying the camel's gash pine marks his passing well one won't do armed twice for push up's sake arms like these swing a state arms like these hug the law arms like these flail when our songs hit a desert bride arms like these cross when they're locked in a draped pine box shock, it's a shock—trees in lee never leaved armies shock, it's a shock these trees shock, it's a shock—trees in lee never leaved bits of me it's a shock, it's a shock