Trees Lyrics
It's time to broodPut up the walls of soundAnd practice all the finer pointsOf falling downI'll put asideThe calculated eyesThe even tempered smileDiffuse againGiven time to discuss these points withOutside help I could still these friends in myHeading out to the trees I see myselfI hide in greenRecall the faded dreamsCollide my scope dividesAnd leaves the teamBeyond the veilI watch the line extendA helping hand withdrawsThe line againGiven time to discuss these points withOutside help I could still these friends in myHeading out to the trees I see myselfIs that an angel on it's sideNext to the postman drifting byI once had a dream that I could flyInto the treesIt's time to broodPut up the walls of soundAnd practice all the finer pointsOf falling downI'll put asideThe calculated eyesThe even tempered smileCollapse again
Curt Smith Trees
