Our roots reach down
Our branches rise
From sky to ground
Our wooden eyes
Have gazed upon desire, hope, and greed
But to each soul who walks this way
A tree disclaimer we must say
You get not what you want
But what you need
For the greenery has always seen
The reason and the rhyme
Since we've had nothing but time
Since we've been seeds
And you might believe you know your truth
But truth can oft be lies
For you might just be surprised
By what you need
What you need
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What you need
For you might just be surprised
By what you need
What you need
La la la la
What you need
Oh you might just be surprised
By what you need