From Seeds to Town

I would plant some seeds In all the places I go I would spread some smiles With my own two hands I wish in my palms To see diamonds being given But they would change into bugs Not the lightning ones, but soul eaters The trees of them are too rigid They seem frozen forever They climb up to the sky, it reminds me Babel I would plant some seeds But every place is made of tar I would spread some smiles Even if they stay unseen At night they blush the sky They wrap themselves in their own sheets We smothered stars from above And created ours below The trees of them are too rigid They seem frozen forever They climb up to the sky, it reminds me Babel The trees of them are too rigid They seem frozen forever They climb up to the sky