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lands, where the shadows
Never fall in I rest and sing,
under an oak so old 

Bridge:      Round and round we dance through
The willows Even though

bucket
foggy windows,
smokin' Indo,
I'm in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk

(Yukmouth)
been smoked,
Yuk'll spray ya, lay ya down
up in the OAK

the place
Oaks whisper like the wind
vail of tears on my face

Elves sing our names
You and I have called
our dreams are enthralled
Underneath eternal flames

to an oak in a field of rye.
They flood the field with kerosene;
as the moths ate the flames their faces beamed.
The bald-eyed map of the afterlife is

Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steaming forty five degrees

The time has come
To say

a yellow ribbon round the oak tree my friend,
And gee wally, that's swell!
Fuck the troops to hell!

in your mother's warm uterus

To kill you before you were born

Like zygotes my hands split the trunk of petrified oaks

It's time to die folks

You

on the chase
Doing what it takes
Across the states
Over the lakes
I’m on the chase
Doing what it takes
Just hit Dallas, pulling up to oak Cliff
Got a text from

down by muddy water
Near the path where her lover would go
Watched moss sway in the live oaks
Swore he'd come he did not show
She ran to find him, in her

WILDFLOWERS IN THE GRAVEYARD

There are wildflowers springing up at the graveyard
An oak tree that's been standing here so long
And dandelions pretty

the sky, beneath the tree
Birch or rowan, oak or sycamore help me
Reach for the future under the sky
The universe is listening for just one sigh

Gold

it ain't hard to find ya
Sitting there in those Friday night bleachers 
Carvin' our names in that oak tree, girl 
Everything I do, it takes me back
It

start all over and do he things that we wanted to do
I can make it up to you 

I met your parents at the oak park 
they were glad to see me after all

start all over and do he things that we wanted to do
I can make it up to you 

I met your parents at the oak park 
they were glad to see me after all

and steady 
like an old oak tree

Oh oh oh oh nobody really knows 
where we're going going to 
Oh oh  oh oh somebodys gotta know
Tell me is it is it you

Hey

doth slumber in the north
In the likeness of an oak whose branches are dung-filled nests of lamentation and weeping laid up for the earth Which burn

can unwind
Where the saw grass is swaying with the Live Oak trees 
Nobody is calling only myself to please

I've got the sun in the sand the waves in

the old oak tree

Turn and take disbelief
Turning into stone
While the century retreats
To the memory repeated in a futuristic world

I get a little

runs the beast

ouh ouh

In the wood, the fire starts 
Oaks and elms tearing apart 
Giant flames goin' to spread 
As souls needs to be fed

disaster
Cos it'll happen forever and after.

And the notes, that you wrote, on the almighty oak
Are taken, and set to be stone.

The rooster will crow,

Taller than oak trees
Taller than the pines
I'm not afraid of those carpenter birds
Beating down my old side board
They want it straight from the gut

we're really gonna rock tonight

Every little swallow, every chick-a-dee
Every little bird in the tall oak tree
The wise old owl, the big black crow

good to touch the green, green grass of home


The old house is still standing 
tho' the paint is cracked and dry
There's that old oak tree that I used

an oak tree 
stuck here in the ground. 
Waiting till the rest of my life decides to roll around. 

I'm standing where you left me: 
Amid the ruins of our