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The Poet Tree Lyrics
Peel the paper from the bones
A seed waits beneath the soil
The ink is pushing further up your spine
From your head grows a tree and the roots rip the words and the bitter rain leaves a mark of everlasting change deep in the pulp of your heart
Weight bends the birches low
Fades more with every blow
A whisper spreads the letters randomly
From your head grows a tree and the roots rip the words and the bitter rain leaves a mark of everlasting change deep in the pulp of your heart
Should someone carve a heart
Let the blood hit the ground
It adds a bit of truth, turns the chestnut into the sweetest fruit
Don´t let the raven nest
Don´t let it fly
Bye bye
A seed waits beneath the soil
The ink is pushing further up your spine
Fades more with every blow
A whisper spreads the letters randomly
Let the blood hit the ground
It adds a bit of truth, turns the chestnut into the sweetest fruit
Don´t let the raven nest
Don´t let it fly
Bye bye
Song Info
Submitted by
derwer On Nov 28, 2007
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I can't believe this song doesn't have any comments yet. It's one of my absolute favorites from The Blue Van, lyrically. Seems to me it's about the whole... process, of any creative writing, ya know?
"Weight bends the birches low"
Hello, Robert Frost.