Cinematic Orchestra

Out in the garden where we planted the seedsThere is a tree as old as meBranches were sewn by the color of greenGround had arose and passed it's knees
By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the topI climbed the tree to see the worldWhen the gusts came around to blow me downI held on as tightly as you held onto meI held on as tightly as you held onto me......

Cause, I built a homefor youfor me
Until it disappearedfrom mefrom you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust........