| Song | The Tree |
| Artist | Blitzen Trapper |
| Album | Daytrotter Session |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When your love rains down just like diamonds all around | |
| Strange and changing sound transformation in the ground | |
| Great and winding tree splits the earth from sea to sea | |
| And my lover comes to me, bids me follow endlessly | |
| As she laughs and starts to climb through the branches and the vines | |
| Through the tangle of our minds | |
| For this tree you see it grows, never-ending | |
| When your love flows free just the way it’s meant to be | |
| All these chains that bind I find I quickly leave behind | |
| And all the earth below seems a thin and fleeting snow | |
| And my father I concede is further up upon the tree | |
| And his beard is made of bees dancing wildly in the leaves | |
| And my lover says to me you must be blind if you’re to see | |
| Must walk behind if you’re to lead | |
| Must be the soil to the seed never-ending | |
| For I feel the years like distant gears may turn and come to rest | |
| Where they dwell within my chest | |
| Let my spirit coalesce | |
| Yes and death is dressed in colors blessed a mystery I confess I cannot see | |
| When your love rains down the sound of singing so profound | |
| Fills the ground so deep like a weeping mothers sleep | |
| As a baby’s breath whispers death so none can hear | |
| And I passed the ancient seer | |
| Entering the atmosphere | |
| In a tree that never ends with my lover and our friends | |
| Entering the black of space | |
| We replace the stars that shine never-ending |
| When your love rains down just like diamonds all around | |
| Strange and changing sound transformation in the ground | |
| Great and winding tree splits the earth from sea to sea | |
| And my lover comes to me, bids me follow endlessly | |
| As she laughs and starts to climb through the branches and the vines | |
| Through the tangle of our minds | |
| For this tree you see it grows, neverending | |
| When your love flows free just the way it' s meant to be | |
| All these chains that bind I find I quickly leave behind | |
| And all the earth below seems a thin and fleeting snow | |
| And my father I concede is further up upon the tree | |
| And his beard is made of bees dancing wildly in the leaves | |
| And my lover says to me you must be blind if you' re to see | |
| Must walk behind if you' re to lead | |
| Must be the soil to the seed neverending | |
| For I feel the years like distant gears may turn and come to rest | |
| Where they dwell within my chest | |
| Let my spirit coalesce | |
| Yes and death is dressed in colors blessed a mystery I confess I cannot see | |
| When your love rains down the sound of singing so profound | |
| Fills the ground so deep like a weeping mothers sleep | |
| As a baby' s breath whispers death so none can hear | |
| And I passed the ancient seer | |
| Entering the atmosphere | |
| In a tree that never ends with my lover and our friends | |
| Entering the black of space | |
| We replace the stars that shine neverending |
| When your love rains down just like diamonds all around | |
| Strange and changing sound transformation in the ground | |
| Great and winding tree splits the earth from sea to sea | |
| And my lover comes to me, bids me follow endlessly | |
| As she laughs and starts to climb through the branches and the vines | |
| Through the tangle of our minds | |
| For this tree you see it grows, neverending | |
| When your love flows free just the way it' s meant to be | |
| All these chains that bind I find I quickly leave behind | |
| And all the earth below seems a thin and fleeting snow | |
| And my father I concede is further up upon the tree | |
| And his beard is made of bees dancing wildly in the leaves | |
| And my lover says to me you must be blind if you' re to see | |
| Must walk behind if you' re to lead | |
| Must be the soil to the seed neverending | |
| For I feel the years like distant gears may turn and come to rest | |
| Where they dwell within my chest | |
| Let my spirit coalesce | |
| Yes and death is dressed in colors blessed a mystery I confess I cannot see | |
| When your love rains down the sound of singing so profound | |
| Fills the ground so deep like a weeping mothers sleep | |
| As a baby' s breath whispers death so none can hear | |
| And I passed the ancient seer | |
| Entering the atmosphere | |
| In a tree that never ends with my lover and our friends | |
| Entering the black of space | |
| We replace the stars that shine neverending |