Up here in my tree... yeah
Newspapers matter not to me... yeah
No more crowbars to my head... yeah
I'm trading stories with the leaves... instead, yeah
I wave to all my friends... yeah
They don't seem to notice me... no
Ah, their eyes strait on the street... yo, Oh
Sidewalks, cigarettes and seams... yo, yeah
Up here so high I start to shake
Up here so high the sky I scrape
I'm so high I hold just one breath
Deep within my chest, just like innocence
(Eddie's down in his home)
(Oh, the blue sky it's his home)
(Eddie's blue sky home)
(Oh, the blue sky it's his home)
I remember when... yeah
I swore I knew everything... oh, yeah
They say knowledge is a tree... yeah
It's growing up just like me... yeah
I'm so light the wind me shakes
I'm so high the sky I scrape
Yea, I'm so high I hold just one breath
To go back to my nest, to sleep with innocence
Up here so high the boughs they break
Up here so high the sky I scrape
And my eyes feel both wide open
And I got a glimpse of my inner sense
Got back my innocence, still got it, still got it
compositores: EDWARD LOUIS SEVERSON III, JACK IRONS, STONE CARPENTER GOSSARD
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