Instead of moving
You stared into the wall
Tangled up in a pile
It's early
Make no sound
Living in a pile
It's chaos but it works
Planes flying overhead so early
Dreadful sound
Four cypresses seen from a neighbor's yard
No memory, a future
Drawing down
Planes flying overhead so early
Make no sound
[Instrumental Bridge]
Four cypresses torn from the roadside
Great thundering noise from the hillside
Some thousands of years built it up
Some crumbling form to be torn down
Living in a pile
Tangled in a pile
It's chaos but it works

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