Cinematics, The
She Talks To The Trees
Did you did up that dead duckTo see if the earth had got to it yet?YOu buried it deep, but Heaven cannot keepAll of those toys you leave behindDid you get your fingers in a messGet dirty on your pretty party dress?Well, I'm sure you'll still wear it with pride.She comes here looking for meWhen she comes here, she talks to the treesShe thinks I think she cannot see meSo she talks to the treesYou're a cracked actor at nineteenYou may never grace the silver screenSo you curse the parts that you'll never playAnd swear in all the lines that you'll never sayDo the old ones understand you?And does this drive you wild?Did they throw away their party cardsWhile you were still a child?And did they tell you all the storiesOf all the things you wish you'd done?She thinks she's turning crazyShe thinks she's wild, so she talks to the treesShe thinks I think she cannot see meSo she talks to the treesShe comes here looking for meWhen she gets here, she talks to the trees
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