I had a tree
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in the dream hills where my childhood lay
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and I'd go there in the wide long days
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and my tree would listen to all that I'd say
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and the sun was shinging brightly and the sky was smiling
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then one day when the world had put me in its tomb
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and my life was just an empty room
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I went to my tree and I sat there in my gloom
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and the light was fading dimly and the sky ws crying
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then my tree bent its branches low down to the ground
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and its green leaves shrouded up my mind
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and I left the world somewhere behind
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and I didn not know what I would find
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and the sun was shining brightly and the sky was smiling
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Tree
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| The Incredible String Band |
