Whose woods these are I think I know
 they stole them when they found the gold
 well a broken little treaty holds the proof
 
 Now it's snowblind madness on the plains
 I clamor for a purer strain
 well you don't need many words to speak the truth
 
 Rise up and be lonely
 
 Where daisies burn and kisses fade
 from lack of light in heart and mind
 cold hymns explode and voodoo scenes erupt in time
 I make my way in leaves and roots
 I'm trembling in my travelin shoes
 I don't believe, but I believe I'll dust my broom
 
 Rise up and be lonely
 
 Stripes on my shoulders, chains on my feet
 all the money in the world is a lame retreat
 from the shelter behind our eyes
 
 Look now the sun hangs like a thief
 over branches leaf to leaf
 and I'm out walking 
 under corporate criminal skies
 
 Rise up in the morning
 Rise up and be lonely