Swinging from Tree to Tree
(Stephen Jones)
The buildings have risen and poked out my eyes,
the clouds are black and I see rain all the time
and I'm left here in my mind.
I'm left here in my mind.
Swinging from tree to tree
Singing 'til my head bleeds.
Swinging from tree to tree
Singing 'til my throat bleeds.
The sky is falling.
It lies around my feet.
Shoulders heavy on my mind like a bad sleep.
and I'm left here in my mind.
and I'm left here in my mind.
Swinging from tree to tree
Singing 'til my throat bleeds.
Stinging my heart like a bee
Ringing you up at Six.
Seed stuck in my hand.
Aware of CFC and WD40*.
And I'm left here with the chickens in the fields.
I'm left here in my mind.
Swinging from tree to tree
Singing 'til my throat bleeds.
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