Sticks That Made Thunder Lyrics - Steeldrivers

My roots are deeper than the bones, the others 

My colors that change with the sun 

My branches, were higher 

Than anything on the hillside 

On the day that I watched them all come 

Some wear the color of the sky in the winter 

Some, were as blue as the night 

They came like a storm with the light of the morn 

And they fell through the whole day and night 

Colors flew high and they danced in the sky 

As I watched them come over the hill 

Then to my wonder, sticks that made thunder 

Such a great number lay still 

When the light came again 

There was death on the wind 

As the buzzards made way for the worms 

And the little white trees that dont bend in the breeze 

For the ones that will never return 

Colors flew high and they danced in the sky 

As I watched them come over the hill 

Then to my wonder, sticks that made thunder 

Such a great number lay still 

Those that have fallen, come when I call them 

And answer the best that they can 

But all they can see is what they used to be 

And thats all that they understand 

Colors flew high and they danced in the sky 

As I watched them come over the hill 

Then to my wonder, sticks that made thunder 

Such a great number lay still 

Colors flew high and they danced in the sky 

As I watched them come over the hill 

Then to my wonder, sticks that made thunder 

Such a great number lay still