Lyrics:
There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor and some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just
I saw the future in a tree outside.
There was your heart, and there was mine.
This love, torn apart by every word.
Is hopeless love all we have?
Is
is like Matt Bolan to a tree
Dance with me
You and me, baby
You and me, baby
Tonight
I'll take you for a ride, we won't go far
You've been
and wide
Boromir stands by
The mighty oak tree
A hundred arrows pierce his side
I have formed the highest mountains
I have hurled a storm of rock
could cry for miles
Sometimes I could cry for miles
Sometimes I could cry for miles
But I don't
So hush the shadows in the oak tree
Be still, curl you
forward I can see a happy tree;
A normal unaffected family.
So what d'you mean?
You didn't even try.
But it's alright with me,
I can hold myself,
Hey Daisy don't you worry bout your momma
Like 007 we can keep it covert
Undercover on the ground by the water
Gonna get a little peace on earth
Baby
to you and me
You know the tree by the fruit
But just between me and you
I never do what I want
I do what I'm taught
And I've been learning a lot
Muscular legs stompin' out the boulevard
Muscular face and lips about a mile large
Pluckin' out a leaf from a tree as she passes by
I touch greenery
of strip malls
Plants grown by biotech
As long as they get richer
They just don't give a heck
But we don't want their ecocide
We want a world we can
'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth,
And to stand by your wife at the moment of birth.
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by,
But a little
I'm a knife, I'm a rope, I'm a bitter pill
I'm a tooth on the cog that you built to spill
You don't know me
I'm not defined by what you think I am
I've always needed
To be needed by someone
It's a comforting feeling
Being under someone's thumb
So just be gentle with me
(And if I am ever mean)
I was born, and I was made by the hands of marmalade
I've got legends in my blood; I've got Indians in my veins
And in the year of '44 Grandpaw went
flags unfurled
They're stitched together by our
Fences and tree lines
Rivers that unwind
And spell Your Name
There's a trace of Your face
In all that
like I found it
[Chorus]
You are everything I could never be
I want to look at life from on top of your tree
You are everything I could never be
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by,
But a little
This city is a beehive
It's deadly and unfortunately simple
One million tree lined streets
With branches like haunting arms
You've swallowed
All male, nine by nine, hanging gently, swaying in the wind
The bark of ash absorbing the splattered heays of blood
For the return of the sun,
flames the pentagram
The fire of the old
All the summon power
Through rituals they've been told.
In solitude where no man tread
They praise the tree
a positive way, and in everything bagel too
Getting strangeld by the junkie priest as the boys get stoned in school
There's a knock at the door and your
street niggaz
And white boys that'll eat niggaz
I don't need a butcher to do my reppin
I get mines with a heat nigga
Pass by the spot wit' yo piece
Smokin'
getting' fucked with a stick
Drama with me, son, your baby momma will be
Found in the woods, hangin' by her thong from a tree
You spit my life and want
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