Under a Burning Tree
Not a memory, not a dream
All bleeding into reality
Was once a wish behind closed doors
Turned to an opportunity
A crooked clock to tell the time
It's hands around my neck
It ticks a lie into my head
To which I can't object
I'm scared to take my time
Under a burning tree
Though I may be warm
I'll get burnt eventually
Deceitful world
Of truth and lies
With a light at the end of the tunnel
Under a burning tree
I take refuge in the scorching shade
As I stare into the eyes of an angel
All bleeding into reality
Was once a wish behind closed doors
Turned to an opportunity
A crooked clock to tell the time
It's hands around my neck
It ticks a lie into my head
To which I can't object
I'm scared to take my time
Under a burning tree
Though I may be warm
I'll get burnt eventually
Deceitful world
Of truth and lies
With a light at the end of the tunnel
Under a burning tree
I take refuge in the scorching shade
As I stare into the eyes of an angel
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