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This was going to be the second track on my ambitious primitivist/steampunk/psych-folk album "O Arcane Apparatus". But alas, it seems that this album shall not materialize until I get a real band or some serious skills. So here's the one track I did complete. Enjoy!
lyrics
Oh, I will build a treehouse,
I will build it out of bones,
and I will build an elevator just to elevate the stones.
Yes I will. Yes I will.
Living in my treehouse,
far away from other men,
I'll forget about my calculus; I'll never integrate again.
Never again.
Living in my treehouse,
I will look up at the sky,
and nobody will know me so they won't care if I die
I'll sit up in the branches
and breathe in the free air,
and nobody will be there to tell me I should care.
Living in my treehouse, I will never lift a stone;
I will stay upon the ground and leave the birds alone.
I will not make a sound,
even when they cut me down
The most beautiful sight is the light through the trees.
You can't come home if you never leave
The most beautiful sight is the light through the trees.
You can't come home if you never leave
I will not make a sound,
even when they cut me down
I will not make a sound,
even when they cut me down
The most beautiful sight is the light through the trees.
You can't come home if you never leave
The most beautiful sight is the light through the trees.
You can't come home if you never leave
The most beautiful sight is the light through the trees.
You can't come home
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released January 23, 2010
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