The Trees
The trees are alive
With the sound of silence
My eyes bleed
At the sight of screams
Does it have a reason
To park in my instrument case?
Because it touches me
And makes noises at night
And I never get a break
Passing by the ocean breeze
As it trips me
I fall down the stairs
Into your hair
But I got no place to go
And I'm everywhere
All these things confusing me
Makes it hard to care
I'd love to help you out with your science experiment
But now you're dead
With the sound of silence
My eyes bleed
At the sight of screams
Does it have a reason
To park in my instrument case?
Because it touches me
And makes noises at night
And I never get a break
Passing by the ocean breeze
As it trips me
I fall down the stairs
Into your hair
But I got no place to go
And I'm everywhere
All these things confusing me
Makes it hard to care
I'd love to help you out with your science experiment
But now you're dead
Credits
Writer(s): Lance Butler
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