Little Dead Limb falling down
And nature so sure of itself
Welcomes the dead.

And underneath the canopy
Little limbs go gathering
Fuel for the fire

[Bridge:]
As fire fascinates the neighors,
Dying men on respirators,
Sex inside the escalators,

And the television operators.
Trading paper consternators,

Count among those... Me!
Who gets his kicks
From a living tree.
[:End bridge]

And the roots are rumbling;
They have lost their furthermost
Point to it all.

And in Fall they ever leave,
And every letting go is a gift
For the gods.

[Bridge]

And if I hug a tree,
Will that make me funny?
And if I eat a bee,
Will I make sweet honey?

[Bridge]

Little Dead Limb, falling down...
Little Dead Limb, falling down...
Little Dead Limb, falling down...



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