Withering tree bearing no fruit Never will see an evergreen suit Reaching right out, out for the sun Broken old branches fall one by one Into the arms of eternity Into the arms of eternity
You're too young to live in a world full of lies (oh!) So you turn to the touchables who touch liquid skies (oh!) And cry through the eye of a needle.
Fighting the fish up from the deep Oh! how I wish the lake would not sleep Following dreams into the blue There you will see hidden fron view Trees in the arms of eternity Into the arms of eternity (repeat)
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