Song parody of
We are the Trees
by Four Edged Clover
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Why is it brown?
Same surroundings, look around
Why is nothing changing?
Legs are bouncing
Blood is pumping out
Feel it in your head
All the pounding
Impounding your mind
Feel it when you're dead
All surroundings seem to turn to white
(All surroundings seem to turn to, turn to)
We aren't here
We see fear
We are the trees
Through the slits in the walls
We move around
Respond automatically to usual sounds
Do what we're told
And then we'll hide
And hope we won't be found
Break the tension
Our suspension
Run and hope the trees can't see
Looking through
At my creations
They can see what makes up me
We stay here
We aren't clear
We hold you back
When you run through the halls
Through, the halls
See flashes of green
In a passing scene
Thudding on the ground
Close your eyes
So you can't see what we found
A new form
Walk among them
And see what they can be, can be
What we've seen
In the trees
Why is it brown?
Same surroundings, look around
Why is nothing changing?
Legs are bouncing
Blood is pumping out
Feel it in your head
All the pounding
Impounding your mind
Feel it when you're dead
All surroundings seem to turn to white
(All surroundings seem to turn to, turn to)
We aren't here
We see fear
We are the trees
Through the slits in the walls
We move around
Respond automatically to usual sounds
Do what we're told
And then we'll hide
And hope we won't be found
Break the tension
Our suspension
Run and hope the trees can't see
Looking through
At my creations
They can see what makes up me
We stay here
We aren't clear
We hold you back
When you run through the halls
Through, the halls
See flashes of green
In a passing scene
Thudding on the ground
Close your eyes
So you can't see what we found
A new form
Walk among them
And see what they can be, can be
What we've seen
In the trees
