Из альбома: The Glow, Part 2
I'm like you tree
I grow and die
And like you my wealthy branches sag in rain
And also like you wind blows me dry
Still coarsing thru with wet remains
We grow in a gleam
We thrive in light
Look closely
Look at me closely
I look just like you
We both burst blindly from the ground
Hardened pilgrims from a molten core
And we both sing love for a womanly cloud
Harmony limbs reaching for more
We want more