Contoured within the walls of my mind is a tree with a tilt,
Facing the water of my eyes is a branch that got built,
I faced the thousand suns,
I weighed a million tonnes,
And I found another feather dressed in a kilt.
Facing the water of my eyes is a branch that got built,
I faced the thousand suns,
I weighed a million tonnes,
And I found another feather dressed in a kilt.