You're just what the tree's been getting at
Oh yeah you are
Oh yeah you are
I caught the sky as it was turning black
And all was dark
And all was dark
And in the park I sat between two trees
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
I felt it thick I felt it in the leaves
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go

And I knew
It was in me too

With every desolate I catch a crack
With everyone
I catch a crack
No matter how my memory books are stacked
I catch a crack
I catch a crack
What fox condemns himself and not the trap?
My memory falls off the back
My back is stearned and leafing out its limbs
As I begin
My sinking in
Thick's making turns and letting out its in
As I begin
My sinking in

And it said
Kid the rhythm's dead

I cannot feel what flowers at my feet
I cannot see
When I die come put them on my grave
And kneel and pray
Love make me believe in memory
In memory
In memory

Love I feel you pulsing in the trees