There is a valley where the tree stand tall and an icy wind blows Trees don't speak, but they speak to each other Of the people long ago. When the soldiers came and took away the villages one by one And the fury of that moment they felt But could only silently look above. There is a mansion sideways where sheep are crazy Sheep don't speak, but they speak to each other Of a killing long ago When the people came and sacrificed their children to the sun And the fury of the moment they felt, But could only silently look above There is a hill near Jerusalem that wild flowers grow upon Flowers don't speak, but they speak to each other of a crucifixion Guess because he said he was the son of God And the fury of the moment they felt they could only silently look upon Every city above you all, every, every bullet from a gun It's written in the palms, in the palms of the Holy One Every city above you all, every, every bullet from a gun It's written in the palms, in the palms of the Holy One