Big Wreck - The Arborist

This walk through life is harder than it used to be|Scorching weeds to keep them from growing|The acid soil, pulling up roots, relocate|To a garden bed that's fertile and free||But watch what you're stepping on|And who veils the light|Well there's always a weasel or two and the |Snake's out at night, but I'll||Turn towards the sun|Feel so at ease, and I beg your pardon|Roam, but never run|Ditch old routines or the heart will harden||Once they stood battered and bruised with hell below|With witches broom it's time to fell|The autumn wind blows with a sign of what's to come|Rake those leaves and draw the blinds||You've always been what you're becoming and I|Can't bear to watch, so I'll||Turn towards the sun|Feel so at ease, and I beg your pardon|Roam, but never run|Ditch old routines or the heart will harden||Babe, if we were strolling|Through the memories|You can't pollinate the good ones|Or somehow pull the bad|We set them up, now watch them fall away||Turn towards the sun|Feel so at ease, and I beg your pardon|Roam, but never run|Ditch old routines or the heart will harden||Hey, without ever knowing you|We were hand in hand|Sewing seeds of future|So many plans were made|We set them up, now watch them fall away||Babe, if we were strolling|Through the memories|You can't pollinate the good ones|Or somehow pull the bad|We set them up, now watch them fall away||

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