8/22/10

We Still Got Trees

fighting through the jungle i see thorns and sticks and weeds
hacking every stump i cross, running from my own misdeeds
we torched his evil garden and we created paradise
we said that nothing mattered, indulge in it's delights

but we still got trees
have some empathy
want to fall to my knees and plead

happy days, they come and then the blues come falling down
we can't have what we want, and we want it right now
look at that money man, posing like a king
if the mask came off that man, he'd be shaking in his sleep

but we still got trees
have some empathy
want to fall to my knees and plead

what if you had to watch your life go up in flames
would you run back in the place to save the sinners and the saints
cause you can take the easy way and live a fruitful life
or you can take the dirty way and die broke and lean and tired  

but we still got trees
have some empathy
want to fall to my knees and plead


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