up here in my tree, yeah
newspapers matter not to me, yeah
no more crowbars to my head, yeah
im trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah
wave to all my friends, yeah
they dont seem to notice me, no
all their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh
sidewalk cigarettes and scenes, (tem-pted)
up here so high i start to shake
up here so high the sky i scrape
im so high i hold just one breath here within my chest
just like innocence
(eddies down in his home)
(oh, the blue sky its his home)
(eddies blue sky home)
(oh, the blue sky its his home)
i remember when, yeah
i swore i knew everything, oh yeah
lets say knowledge is a tree, yeah
its growing up just like me, yeah
im so light the wind he shakes
im so high the sky i scrape
im so light i hold just one breath and go back to my nest
sleep with innocence...
up here so high the boughs they break
up here so high the sky i scrape
had my eyes peeled both wide open, and i got a glimpse
of my innocence... got back my inner sense...
baby got it, still got it
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