| Song | Treehouse |
| Artist | Canon Blue |
| Album | Colonies |
| Alone on the way up | |
| No sound coming out of the radio | |
| Alone on the way back down | |
| Follow where the voice leads | |
| Escape into the walls | |
| Creeping down the hallways | |
| Avoiding all the doors | |
| The tree grows | |
| Through the window | |
| Hanging with its fruit | |
| Pull away the fingers | |
| And chop away the roots | |
| I can hold fast | |
| Grounded to the wooden floor at last | |
| While my hands reach out | |
| The spirit leaves escaping from the ground | |
| Alone on the way up | |
| No sound coming out of the radio | |
| Alone on the way back down | |
| Here such a long time | |
| Here such a | |
| Who built such a strange place? | |
| Wandering through the dark |
| Alone on the way up | |
| No sound coming out of the radio | |
| Alone on the way back down | |
| Follow where the voice leads | |
| Escape into the walls | |
| Creeping down the hallways | |
| Avoiding all the doors | |
| The tree grows | |
| Through the window | |
| Hanging with its fruit | |
| Pull away the fingers | |
| And chop away the roots | |
| I can hold fast | |
| Grounded to the wooden floor at last | |
| While my hands reach out | |
| The spirit leaves escaping from the ground | |
| Alone on the way up | |
| No sound coming out of the radio | |
| Alone on the way back down | |
| Here such a long time | |
| Here such a | |
| Who built such a strange place? | |
| Wandering through the dark |