I Am The Tall Tree lyrics

I`m the tall tree
I`m the tall tree

What`s what is that there is
The way they think it is...

I am the tall tree
A sight of my surrounding grave
Wishing for old Hornschmeyer`s wave
I am the tall tree

The after image of mental scrimmage
Splashing oceans with your hand
The wedding was nice and gray
Thinking of pay and you`re the prey

Brown sugar lips thru the naked eye
Blimp floating high on a aqua sky
Ride the slide narrow to wide
As deep as creation`s infinity

The rushes are comming,
The rushes are comming

I am the tall tree
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