Song Lyrics

You had your fingers crossed behind your back the whole damn time
Your index and your middle digit intertwined
So no promises were kept
They were never even made
Stapled to the start line
And right there they remain

I hear them sing
The demons in your throat
Sprout big wings of fire
And high skyward they float

I let a heart of lead
Hang his head
On my sleeve
But there is hope in that
Handful of
Maple leaves

You had your mind made up in wire knots
The whole damn time
Your failures and your good intentions intertwined
So no promises were kept
You gave them all away
To places you can't get to
And things you'll never say

Yeah it's a mess of thread
But I've seen harder things
The quickest way to the end
Is backwards from the beginning

I let a heart of lead
Hang his head
On my sleeve
But there is hope in that
Handful of
Maple leaves

Jenny Stockdale

The duration of Maple Leaves is 4:15 minutes and seconds.