(Brian Wilson/Jack Rieley)
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Feel the wind burn through my skin
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The pain, the air is killing me
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For years my limbs stretched to the sky
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A nest for birds to sit and sing
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But now my branches suffer
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And my leaves don't bear the glow
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They did so long ago
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One day I was full of life
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My sap was rich and I was strong
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From seed to tree I grew so tall
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Through wind and rain I could not fall
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But now my branches suffer
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And my leaves don't offer
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Poetry to men of song
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Trees like me weren't meant to live
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If all this world can give
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Pollution and slow death
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Oh Lord I lay me down
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No life's left to be found
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There's nothing left for me
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Trees like me weren't meant to live
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If all this earth can give
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Is pollution
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Trees like me weren't meant to live
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(Oh Lord I lay me down)
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If all this earth can give
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(My branches to the ground)
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Is pollution and slow death
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(There's nothing left for me)
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Oh Lord I lay me down
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My branches to the ground
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There's nothing left for me
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A Day In The Life Of A Tree
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Beach Boys |