The Unwatched Tree

Running down a hill like Tom Bombadil Just trying to get his fill He speaks in rhythms and talks in rhymes Is Tom Bombadil divine? The Unwatched Tree with nothing to lose Set in motion way to soon The little flower is already in bloom Well what you gonna do? Somewhere beneath the ground so low There lives the most evil foe He drains the life of all who come around Ill be surprised if you ever get found Way up high in the heavens above I hear the cry of a little dove Just waiting to be found And his song is so damn loud Sometimes when your lost your really found Running over the same same same ole ground Its okay to let things flow It takes time to truly grow Shooting stars flying across the sky Looking like an intergalactic drive by Blues and greens flare off its sides As it lands in the middle of the night Running through a pretty field of green Trying to find out what I means to me The passions deep and pushes me on Rejoice in love and sing a song Running through a pretty field of green I found means almost everything to me Gives me joy and makes me wonder Does distance really make the heart grow fonder? Running through a pretty field of blue Has me thinking Whats the use? All this blue just drags me down Way down beneath the ground Running through a pretty field of blue Always makes me think of you All the dreams you had too Will they ever come true? Running through the revolving doors of my thoughts Hoping that I don't get lost Let it flow the day will come Embrace the world just have fun! Life is a real funny thing All theses people and there funny dreams I aim to please only myself Watch as I build the fucking shelf