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Some Trees (Merritt Moon) Lyrics
And now a road connects the cul-de-sac
To the adjacent development
But there used to be trees stretching back
And there was no way through
And I was thankful for the mystery
But by the time that girl had hanged herself
I could have looked out my back window
And watched her neck just snap
Baseball field lights that shine
Over the shedding pine
Each bulb's a blinding sphere
In the secular nation
Unhurried sirens moan
Pitches that glaze my eyes
She's just a pale fleshy typewriter-light advertisement for a wind chime that emits rays which resonate in the polluted sky
All entrances to the
Merritt blocked off I mean
I'd love to believe that death's
Just the beginning as the
Shutters fly open and the
Breeze gives me pause
I know what's out there
morning phone calls silence and resentment and craters a new moon built in a line
To the adjacent development
But there used to be trees stretching back
And there was no way through
But by the time that girl had hanged herself
I could have looked out my back window
And watched her neck just snap
Over the shedding pine
Each bulb's a blinding sphere
In the secular nation
Unhurried sirens moan
Pitches that glaze my eyes
She's just a pale fleshy typewriter-light advertisement for a wind chime that emits rays which resonate in the polluted sky
Merritt blocked off I mean
I'd love to believe that death's
Just the beginning as the
Shutters fly open and the
Breeze gives me pause
I know what's out there
morning phone calls silence and resentment and craters a new moon built in a line
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Submitted by
leahper On Mar 08, 2009
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The city's all built up and he misses the country.
He is talking about how there is no life after death, even though he used to believe so, and other people still do.
Some Trees is also the title of a John Ashbery poem: http://www.barcelonareview.com/20/e_ja.htm