duction
I may look like I don't, belong,
but I do, I've been here longer than you,
I may look like I'm out, of place,
'till you see, the lines across my face.
My silhouette is dancing, please don't regret my passing,
We're all waiting for something new,
I'm an old, old, cold, cold, tree,
When you cut me down to my knees,
You can count the rings inside me,
I've been here far too long.
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Please don't explain, the things, that you say,
I don't know, any other way,
I feel like I'm the only one,
Where you close, and I've no where left to run.
My silhouette is dancing, please don't regret my passing,
We're all waiting for something new,
I'm an old, old, cold, cold, tree,
When you cut me down, to my knees,
You can count the rings, inside me,
I've been here far too long.
Instrumental
Don't think of, me standing, alone,
You'd be wrong, I'm already home.

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