Bleeding Tree

the pavement rusts me

take me away

there's no justice

river runs red

the pavement drifts my

learning away,

controls my way

self-assured

there are no angels

i can see

there is something...

it's the bleeding tree.

like my learning

gone away

now my life

is far away

screaming young eyes

looking at me

shitty briefcase

i'm not fucking dead!

there are no angels

i can see

there is something...

it's the bleeding tree.

like my learning

gone away

now my life

is far away

no, i'm not fucking dead

on the skyline is

bleeding tree

there are no angels

i can see

but there is something that looks like

like a bleeding tree

there are no angels

i can see

there is something...

it's the bleeding tree.

like my learning

gone away

now my life

is far away

i don't want to choose a way

i can't become woodcutter

i can't choose that way yet!

i can't choose that way yet!

don't catch the axe!

throw it away!

but the river

shows another way...

screaming young eyes

stearing at me

i can't hear them

and i'm on the way