Sycamore tree
You're just like me
Shed all your bark
Lose all your leaves
I made some art
In History Class
But I never learned how to dance
Sycamore tree...
Sycamore tree
Are you like me
I get depressed
I can't change a thing
Stare at the thing
Live in the thing
Things have been better
And things have been worse
Sycamore
Sycamore tree
Sycamore tree
Springtime is green
Stare at the world
Growing like me
We spent the day
Lost in the woods
She caught a breeze
And floated away...
Sycamore tree
Maybe this planet
Was fine til I damned it
Maybe I could give a f*ck
The radio static gives way to the madness
I swear that we had it
But I never really grasped it
And
Maybe this planet
Was fine til I damned it
Maybe I could give a f*ck
About things
And trees
And seeds
And leaves
Roots
And fruits
And Shooting stars
And lady bugs
Lay on the rug
Undress you with my eyes
Baby its just time
I told you once before
It's no surprise
The sun rises...