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a tree for me
Plant a tree for you

Oh the Larch and the Birch
And the Poplar tall
If we cut them down
If we make them fall
Soon there won't be
Any trees

against the sky 
spread our leaves to catch the light.

Once woad in bluebell wood 
the world was home, the larch was hewn. 
Once woad in bluebell will

Lumberjack Song

Monty Python

Live! At City Center

1976

to be
A lumberjack!
Leaping from tree to tree
As they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia
The giant redwood
The larch
The fir

and birch
Biddle, bull-head, squirrel's drey
Willow, aspen, elder, larch
Soldier-King on Maundy day

In er satchel, Pepsi fizz
Peanut-and-banana

C Is for Conifers

They Might Be Giants

Here Come the ABC's

2005

kinds of conifer trees
This is just a few of them, spruce
Hemlocks, larch, cyprus, juniper
Fir, douglas fir, cedar, yew
Pine, the dwarf conifer

the likes of me
And the larch wood, smells of something genuine 

And for the past 10 years and some hundred tons later
with composted leftover food we´ve let

Up high, the larch trees
It is worth going to the Dolomites just to see them
To lightly touch these leafy branches which turn into tall flames

niggas they shady

Bitch
Larch

They know what I'm jacking
I spent the money right out of the backend
Said I'm kool I'm relaxing
And I keep the burner

starts to blow
Caressing the larch trees just below
Making them wave like flames
Aaron folds up the small sail
Opens his back pack and gets the large one

Listen to these takes from the dark;
A mistress stranded in the park,
underneath the larch she's laying face down
on the ground without a sound,
her

drops of water
Casts shadows while reflecting light
And yet it reflects nothing
A rosehip like a jester's hat
Spider web on a soft green larch

on tombs
And juice that from the larch-tree comes
Basilick's blood and the viper skin
And now our orgies let's begin

drink up know I sip that
Know I had to go to cop that mac that big gat
And I had to go shoot that shit that big strap
Larch!

of a variety of variables
I'm madder than a hatter in March
And my burial was under the larch
I've perished but I'm still parched
I can't stop drinking, I gotta

looking way up
Way way up
Only place we can go
Way up
Way way up

Way Way way up
FREEM1ND
Larch Green 3

gun
Eyes in my rear view like a nigga on the run
Shouts out to larch monts, overthrown, and the slums
Liberty city where them out of town tourists won't

the trees larch yellow in the purple light 
Against the sky dark mountainside to make the stars come out tonight
I am falling
Yes I am falling through

meant to bleed

Maple and larch, cry of redwood bark
I only wish one time you’d hear my pleas
The bony pointing fingers of great elder pines
Elm and oak,

approaching
Larch is immature
Quaking asp is stinking and grasping
Spruce is voracious
Palm is fallen
All bushes strike for hollowness, herbs hold out for

You arrived as a larch for me to see
the season in my life turned to spring for me
disillusion turned to hope and faith
that reality could match

standing with a rope beside the larch
Still too transparent view it is just an early March
"Poverty is a great wealth" - he deceives himself and crowd
But

the world goes down
All the shadows that I knew

Take upon my flowers
Raise under the larch tree
I’ll make ill forever

Blood in my hands
Rosemary smell
Can

bought

Types of wood
So many types of wood
cnd I think wood is good

La la-la-la-la-la larch
Te te-te-te-te-te teak
Oh o-o-o-o-o oak
Be be-be-be-be-beech

a lumberjack!
Leaping from tree to tree
As they float down the mighty
Rivers of British Columbia the giant redwood
The larch the fir
The mighty Scots pine