trees
Looking up hanging veins on a wire
towering branches penentrating the skies
rooted deep beneath the earth
what price tag does it hold.....
chorus; Oxygen what a breath of fresh air
what a wonder for all to share
something is for free
not everything is history.
Mind your step when it unfolds
in turbilant winds
racing for shelter beneath it's wings
under the satin sheet it's pulled.
Dressed in disguise it's cloak and dagger
wasteing away only for you to discover
breaking free man made dust
growing in wealth if only to die.
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