JIMI B
Through The Eyes Of Vincenzp
Radio Tree
RADIO TREE
This is my perspective under the umbrella
The clock tics on minds grow weak
Some will live forever
The spirits walk among the living
The oceans crash without forgiveness
I received open ears when I was hard in my green days
Now that Iâve learned who I am
No one cares to hear my plan
The future is yesterday gone tomorrow
Kill the killers abolish the sadness
When I die bury me under the radio tree
Bring me flowers bring me highs
Under the radio tree
Play it loud play it louder
Under the radio tree radio tree
I have been to the desert
Slept in the sand
Looked up at the stars
Held the world in my hand
In time we all reach out for the power hand
To touch it is the gift of love and trust
When I die bury me under the radio tree
Bring me flowers bring me highs
Under the radio tree
Play it loud play it Hendrix
Under the radio tree radio tree
In time we all reach out for the power hand
To touch it is the gift of love and trust
When I die bury me under the radio tree
Bring me flowers bring me highs
Under the radio tree
Play it loud play it louder
Under the radio tree radio tree
©2001 James Bert Publishing/Socan Words & Music By Jimi B