Ill Trees Lyrics

Ill Trees lyrics

Trees, trees hum

 and birds sing

 screaming the moon to come

 Moon, smiling wide

 it colours the scene

 blue, red and deep green

 

 Green, green trees

 they scrape the clouds

 nothing can bring them down

 Down and up again

 white seagulls float

 between zeppelins

 

 Fight the wars but never on my side

 paint the face of every unborn child

 I feel, fullmoon shines on me

 and on trees

 Ill Trees

 

 Dirt, a bucket of dirt

 a barrel of air

 antennas have no roots

 Roots, root are deep

 they spread around

 dig deeper in the ground

 

 Ground, hollow ground

 made out of bones

 but still it feels like home

 Home, home is green

 green is mud

 and mud is paradise