It was just before the moon hung
Her weary, heavy hating
the gallows and the graves hold
the milky, milky cradle
His tears have turned to poppies
shimmer in the midnight
Flower in the twilight
a Flower in the twilight

And our screaming
is in his screaming
our screaming in
the willow

They took him to the gallows,
He fought them all the way though,
And When they asked us how we knew his name
We died just before him
our eyes are in the flowers
our hands are in the branches
our voices in the breezes

And our screaming
is in his screaming
our screaming in
the willow tree

We're waiting by the willow
our milky, milky cradle
our lockets long have rusted
his picture worn and weathered
our hair is in the garden
our voices in mitosis
our wombs are in the blossoms
our arms are in the branches

And our screaming
is in his screaming
our screaming in
the willow tree

And our screaming
is in his screaming
our screaming in
the willow


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Gallows song meanings
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  • +2
    Lyric CorrectionIt was just before the moon hung
    Her weary, heavy hating
    the gallows and the graves hold
    the milky, milky cradle
    His tears have turned to poppies
    shimmer in the midnight
    Flower in the twilight
    a Flower in the twilight

    And our screaming
    is in his screaming
    our screaming in
    the willow

    They took him to the gallows,
    He fought them all the way though,
    And When they asked us how we knew his name
    We died just before him
    our eyes are in the flowers
    our hands are in the branches
    our voices in the breezes

    And our screaming
    is in his screaming
    our screaming in
    the willow tree

    We're waiting by the willow
    our milky, milky cradle
    our lockets long have rusted
    his picture worn and weathered
    our hair is in the garden
    our voices in mitosis
    our wombs are in the blossoms
    our arms are in the branches

    And our screaming
    is in his screaming
    our screaming in
    the willow tree

    And our screaming
    is in his screaming
    our screaming in
    the willow
    CocteauBoyon December 02, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI don't know the circumstances, but it sounds to me like a group of some sort went to take a man to punish him with death for something (maybe he's a criminal or they think he is, anyways). His daughters (or schizophrenic daughter) saw them taking him away and started screaming, and the people found out they were his daughters so they shot them. the talk about the tree is I think just their ghosts remaining in the trees (maybe they lived in a forest)
    it makes me think of early america, perhaps salem, personally. something about cocorosie always says witchcraft XD
    DreamMasqueradeon September 02, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General Commentthe new video goes nicely with the story the song is telling. i love it!
    merrilyon November 04, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI think that this song is about their (Sierra's and Bianca's) relationship to Antony Hegarty from Antony and the Johnsons
    Grandmotheron November 07, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Commentit was just before the moon hung
    her weary, heavy hating
    the gallows and the graves hold
    the milky, milky cradle
    his tears HAVE TURNED TO poppies
    a shimmer in the midnight
    a flower in the twilight
    a flower in the twilight

    and I was screaming
    it's in his screaming
    I was screaming near
    the willow

    they took him to the gallows,
    he fought them all the way though
    and when they asked us how we knew his name
    we died just before him
    her eyes are in the flowers
    her hands are in the branches
    her voice is in the breezes

    and I was screaming
    it's in his screaming
    I was screaming near
    the willow trees

    we're waiting by the willow
    her milky, milky cradle
    her lock it's long and roasted
    HIS PICTURE WORN AND WEATHERED
    her hair is in the garden
    her voice is in the ?
    her RULES are in the blossoms
    her eyes are in the branches

    and I was screaming
    it's in THIS screaming
    OUR screaming near
    the willow trees

    I was screaming
    it's in his screaming
    I was screaming near
    the willow trees
    backyon April 11, 2010   Link
  • 0
    Lyric Correction it was just before the moon hung
    her weary heavy head in
    the gallows and the graves of
    the milky milky cradle
    his tears have turned to poppies
    a shimmer in the midnight
    a flower in the twilight
    a flower in the twilight
    and our screaming
    in his screaming
    our screaming in the willow
    they took him to the gallows
    he fought them all the way through
    and when they asked us how we knew his name
    we died just before him
    our eyes are in the flowers
    our hands are in the branches
    our voices in the breezes
    (and our screaming...
    we're waiting by the willow
    our milky milky cradle
    our lockets long have rusted
    his picture worn and weathered
    our hair is in the garden
    the roses in our toeses
    our ears are in the blossoms
    our eyes are in the branches
    kimberlyOon June 11, 2010   Link
  • 0
    Lyric Correctionit was just before the moon hung
    her weary, heavy hating
    the gallows and the graves hold
    the milky, milky cradle
    his tears have turned to poppies
    a shimmer in the midnight
    a flower in the twilight

    and her screaming
    is in his screaming
    her screaming in the willow

    they took him to the gallows
    he fought them all the way though
    and when they asked us how we knew his name
    we died just before him
    her eyes are in the flowers
    her hands are in the branches
    her voice is in the breezes

    and her screaming
    is in his screaming
    her screaming in the willow tree

    we're waiting by the willow
    her milky, milky cradle
    her lock it's long and roasted
    his picture worn and weathered
    her hair is in the garden
    her roses in the toeses
    her rules are in the blossoms
    her eyes are in the branches

    and her screaming
    is in his screaming
    her screaming in the willow tree
    amye167on September 06, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIts about a love that is so strong that when they (whether it be lovers or sisters) were going to lose the person they took it upon themselves to preform a ritual suicide in order to keep themselves together. the willow tree could represent a place or memory that is significant to the individuals, a place that they felt safe and comfortable with, where they knew they would be reuinited in the afterlife.
    Morganbugggon February 16, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General Comment*Her locket's long and rusted. Her voice is in the donkey's ears.
    DineroJovenon May 25, 2011   Link
  • 0
    My InterpretationSomebody was killed in front of a crowd, maybe they thought he was a criminal or wizard, or maybe he was being sacrificed by witches. His corpse fed the soil and the flowers/trees that were above his grave. He might be haunting the location due to the trauma of his death because it was related to magic.
    Foggypebble2on February 03, 2014   Link

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