trees...
you fall in the forest and what do they do?
they look way down low, and they laugh at you
it's all about the trees, it's funny you see...
they don't really care, what happens to me...
but the trees are my friends, and that's how they'll stay...
they don't understand, not my human like way...
they can't seem to see, the end of the day
to me it means rest, to them it means play...