Cutting the Tree
Man wasnt made
To live in the shade
Im cutting the tree
Grass and flowers are dead
Evil thoughts in my head
Im cutting the tree
Its not surprising our horizon
Is bodiless and bare
Its just a line around our island
Whichever way you stare
We are smaller than our shadow
We are darker than our night
And our vision is so narrow
Will we ever see the light?
Got to sharpen the axe
Got to cover the tracks
Im cutting the tree
Faking a grin
Guilty as sin
Im cutting the tree
Its not surprising our horizon
Is bodiless and bare
Its just a line around our island
Whichever way you stare
We are smaller than our shadow
We are darker than our night
And our vision is so narrow
Will we ever see the light?
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