I Am the Tall Tree

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I'm the tall tree
 I'm the tall tree
 The way they think it is...
 What's what is that there is
 A sight of my surrounding grave
 Wishing for old Hornschmeyer's wave
 I am the tall tree
 I am the tall tree
 The after image of mental scrimmage
 Splashing oceans with your hand
 Brown sugar lips thru the naked eye
 Thinking of pay and you're the prey
 The wedding was nice and gray
 As deep as creation's infinity
 Ride the slide narrow to wide
 Blimp floating high on a aqua sky
 The rushes are comming,
 The rushes are comming
 I am the tall tree

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Duration
05:36
Key
7
Tempo
85 BPM

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