Don't the trees look great tonight? Like Barclays on a fairy skyAnd the sun's gone westward on the run Leaving me behind with deeds undoneOld tracks covered by new snow Pull up my shallow roots and goWatch the silver ice down the road Walk on salt and dry to safely homeI'll be far across the line from dawn Cause I've laid my bets and the game goes onOld tracks covered by new snow Pull up my shallow roots and goThe old grey wolf has passed on my hill Down the strip the hawk smiles and waitsMay they keep from there far from their door Breathing life and colours as beforeOld tracks covered by new snow Pull up my shallow roots and goBut don't the trees look great tonight? Like Barclays on a fairy skyBut don't the trees look great tonight? Like Barclays on a fairy skyAnd the sun's gone westward on the run Leaving me behind with deeds undoneOld tracks covered by new snow Pull up my shallow roots and go