Coldplay, “Violet Hill”

 

Was a long and dark December / From the rooftops I remember / There was snow, white snow

Clearly I remember / From the windows they were watching / While we froze down below

When the future’s architectured / By a carnival of idiots on show / You’d better lie low

If you love me, won’t you let me know?

Was a long and dark December / When the banks became cathedrals / And a fox became God

Priests clutched onto bibles / Hollowed out to fit their rifles / And a cross held aloft

Bury me in armour / When I’m dead and hit the ground / My nerves are poles that unfroze

If you love me, won’t you let me know?

I don’t want to be a soldier / Who the captain of some sinking ship / Would stow, far below

So if you love me, why’d you let me go?

I took my love down to Violet Hill / There we sat in snow / All that time she was silent still

So if you love me, won’t you let me know? / If you love me, won’t you let me know?

[By Christopher Anthony John Martin – Guy Rupert Berryman – Jonathan Mark Buckland – William Champion © Capitol / EMI / Parlophone / Universal Music, 2008]