Trees
See that little bank of trees?
Silver quivering Aspen leaves?
The ones that wave as you drive by
They'll be me in ten years time
Because it always gets you in the end
So dim the lights, drink to pretend
Sure as hell we remember when
We had mechanical ones instead
Silver quivering Aspen leaves?
The ones that wave as you drive by
They'll be me in ten years time
Because it always gets you in the end
So dim the lights, drink to pretend
Sure as hell we remember when
We had mechanical ones instead
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Writer(s): Oliver Fletcher
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