and night to day You let me loose upon their fragile flesh And so I hid among the smaller things You found me there and ferried me above The flame deluge
of you, no I? I've never been this cold, the fire's gravity compels like planets cling to sol, I feel my orbit start to fail like moths to flame I come
: Vast forests with evergreen trees Foggy hills the eye can see The wind sweeps through a valley That lies by the deep blue see A village from another
exit signs. Look into your heart and you won't find me there. You won't find me where you hide and that makes us a matter of time. Like trees exposed
will come real Free like the bird in the tree We won't worry everyting will come real Yes we free like the bird in the tree We runnin from the penetentiary
blasted trees The words are ringin' off your tongue The ground is hard in times like these Stars are cold, the night is young. The rocks are bleak, the trees
magic Veni Vidi Vici No GED kicked out of Hofstra but I still lay it down on that beat proper Private school hustler weed up in my dockers 'Cause I always stay high on trees
did, I did) Now, a lot of MC's walkin with no knees They persistent with fuckin with me I'm just that real laid back, chill bat, smokin them trees But
lights ever so vividly Party with the star types and make them with the industry But geez, we don't need another hero, I relay to real people, not these self centered weirdo's Flame
sweetened cherry Bury me beneath the hills Whispering with their bare trees I will array my conspiracy I'll wash away all the dirty Scorch it on a blue heart flame
: Make all the cold trees mourn Their branches frozen in sightless motion Waving, reaching for the whipping rain There was silence And the firmament
of man Scavengers, feeding on your mother's blood Parasites of life, with my heart I condemn your ignorant ways Like the leaves of the high trees I wither
on Sunday Give me your heart and I?ll love you till Tuesday Da da da dum (x4) Who?s that hiding in the apple tree, clinging to a branch Don?t be afraid
: A shooting star tumbles down, Its flame cannot endure. A scarlet rose withers brown To lose its fragrant lure. The moon illuminates the night To vanish
that one love in my lifetime And if I search this whole wide world I know I'll never find a love that's stronger Than an oak tree That will be standing
a tree The first time that He came they ripped His beard and beat His back up But the next time that He comes He?ll have a flaming sword with eyes of
: There?s a storm rollin? over the hill And the willow trees are blowin? I?m standin? here starin? out the window Safe and warm I feel her put her arms
to get compliments Go [Verse 2: Fatt Father] Yo, a little 'gen and sodium Pandemonium, sparks the fat man at the podium Starts the flame on, I came
