Thomas Dalton - Indian Pipes lyrics

Where our trees grow there are Indian Pipes, and I said to you, "What a cool place to live, am I right?" The stuff grows on the fungus that's growing on the roots, Watch it closely and a place will mostly reveal itself to you. How I prayed that you could stand it With the weight of the Atlantic on me. It wouldn't be better if we planned it. There are wonders and bugs here you would never discover Other locales only twenty miles south off the mountain, Where the stuff grows all around us And we're stuff that grows around it too. Watch me now as I reveal myself to you. How I prayed that you could stand it With the weight of the Atlantic on me. It wouldn't be better if we planned it perfectly.