The Wizard and the Tree

I'm lost at sea, no destination
I look for the tree in the horizon
It towers over the town below
And drops it's fruit in the wishing hole

Hope was there
Now it's gone
Chop it down
Pray for luck

Take your things away
They take your things away
They take your things away
It's not like you had much in the first place

The ply wood house, the mossed over well
The oldish man casting a spell
Luck onto many, pain onto few
The words of plenty, the words of you

Stowed away
We relegate
The smallest pain
To anything

Take your things away
They take your things away
They take your things away
It's not like you had much in the first place

Take your things away
They take your things away
They take your things away
It's not like you had much in the first place



Credits
Writer(s): William King
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