Like a tree in town
I was born in concrete
Stranded between two houses
Without shelter, without a home
Like a tree in town
Like a tree in town
I grew far away from the groves
Where my brothers from the forest
Established a family
Like a tree in town
Between the concrete and tar
I struggle to shove
But my branches fly low
So close to the cars that smoke
Between the concrete and tar
Like a tree in town
I have smoke from the factories
For jail, and my roots
Overlaid with grills
Like a tree in town
Like a tree in town
I have songs on my leaves
That will fly away under the watchful eye
Of your menial windows
Like a tree in town
Between the concrete and tar
They tear me up in the streets
To build where I lived
Posthumously honored parking
Between the concrete and tar
Like a tree in town
Friend, After my death make
Barricades from my body
And fire from my twigs
Like a tree in town