Fruupp - Three Spires lyrics

Hey look, the berries are A drownin' in the pond. And you said it used to Be a clear river where A friend took a bike for a swim. Two spires, another on a hill, Hid behind these trees. Would you believe another Sunday shop has opened where They pay for no return. Ah yes, the marks are still there, A little worn perhaps, But they still meant, The same as the day you Cut them, oh pointed fingers. It was nice to be reminded That I didn't believe St. Nick ‘Cause I recognized the kind hands Of the stranger giving presents To belong to a friend. Leavin', yes, I can't take you, no. But this time the cross upon my neck Gives me part of you. And when we return the spires will be the same, yeah. But sadly you'll go your way and I'll go mine.