Poinciana

Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love
 Pale moon is casting shadows from above
 Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat
 Within me, there grows a rhythmic savage beat
 Love is everywhere, its magic perfume fills the air
 To and fro you sway, my heart's in time, I've learned to care
 Poinciana, from now until the dawning day
 My love will live forever and a day
 Blow tropic wind, sing a song to the trees
 Trees sigh to me, soon my love I will see
 Here's the problem with most tenor male vocalists
 Is that they're speaking–
 Down here, because they want to socialize with the other apes
 Instead of speaking up in their mask, like this
 "Hey, let's order pizza." Right? That would be up your mask
 But instead you're gonna say something like
 Hello?
 Well no, that–