From the Trees

Out from the concrete, he was raised then brought up by machine
Warm by the engines singing songs to keep him deep asleep
He never truly knew the sky behind the building high
A lonely path he goes from number 1 into zero.

Well I'm sitting in the silence of the green, here I come with the message from the trees
Deep in the jungle and surrounded by the leaves, here I come with the notion from the trees

I'll get the drill, let's make a hole and then take down the wall
And watch the daylight spilling all over the floor
Just take a breathe and plant a seed in the barrel of your gun
Or soon enough you're fighting on without the battleground

Can he recieve the feeling?
Will he recieve the feeling?

Sitting in the silence of the green,
here I come with the message from the trees
Singing my song along the silence of the green
here I come with the notion from the trees

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