I want them to go away   To save for another day   Beneath every golden tree   Lies a hypocrisy   I want them to go away   Your fears should have no say   I want them to go away   I don't know what it means   Though perfect as it seems   Beneath every golden tree   Lies my hypocrisy   I don't know what it means   Stutter the careful gleans   I don't know what it means   Beneath every golden tree   Lies my hypocrisy   Beneath every golden tree   Lies a hypocrisy   Say to me what you see   I'll spell it back to me   Push to me what you mean   I'll spell it back to me   I want them to leave   I want them to leave   Rely on our gold and trees   We'll lie under golden trees