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I'm going where nobody knows*
To a place far away from my worries and my woes,
Escape for a day in the trees, I can play
In a house made of sticks, on a branch in the shade.
Frisbees, kites galore
Cover the roof from summers before,
Up high, near the sky,
I can laugh, I can dance, if you fall, you will die.
This is my treehouse! No girls allowed!
I just hope to hell the wind don't blow me down.
This is a fort of sorts,
I made it myself from odds and sods.
Camouflaged by twigs and leaves,
My secret den you cannot see.
From up above you look like ants,
While I eat sweets and make commands.
This is my treehouse! No girls allowed!
I just hope to hell the wind don't blow me down.
This is my treehouse! No girls allowed!
I just hope to hell the wind don't blow me down.
- Album:
- Safe in Sound
- Lower Than Atlantis
- Changing Tune
- World Record
- Far Q
- Non-Album Releases
- Work for It
- Lower Than Atlantis (The Black Edition)
- Lower Than Atlantis (Deluxe)
- Strong
- Get Over It
- Bretton
- Alternative 2: The Best of 2012, Part II
- Love Someone Else
- Changing Tune (Deluxe Edition)
- Need for Speed: Most Wanted (2012)
- Beech Like The Tree
- Deadliest Catch
- (Motor) Way Of Life
- (Motor) Way Of Life - Single