We love the burning tree
the burning tree gives us warmth and light
a luminescent shelter for the rite
as we sing
"Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable"
Microcosm
macrocosm
life inside the blood
There's life inside my blood
and I'll contain it as it forms
me: symbiotically, we sing
"Shalahleelah, huxtable;
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable"
The burning tree shares its visions
through a language of smoke dancing in the breeze
which blows the time slowing the mind
enough to trace another layer of atmosphere
textured as an onion peel
Ultrasonic atoms collide nonstop
and I am feeling very hot and charged
as we sing
"Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable"
Burning tree guard this dream