Miracle Fortress - Little Trees lyrics

Basing everything I say on the red read words you've been... Sending my way At the end of each day I'll have lent you a phrase that I've read to... Regret 'til I'm red in the face I won't ask for a cure Not for a verse Not for a glimpse from the Heavens of Earth Or the worst of punishments meant for me first Or the reasons I've been here for seasons and turns Chasing history round with the birds For the secrets in sounds and the weeping of work And I'll learn ofa the waiting release Or of him the releaser Commander in chief And police of the purified and of the beasts So what else? And beyond and beyond and beyond Being bonded to flesh To lessons Questions and tests We might see what's left and what's leaving it's weight I won't ask for a cure Not for a verse Not for a glimpse from the Heavens of Earth Or the worst of punishments meant for me first Or the reasons I've been here for seasons and turns Chasing history round with the birds For the secrets in sounds and the weeping of work Deep beneath the ocean waves There is a whale or two As big as you might ever be as small But the wails that a boy brings home Can be as big as the sea Little trees Or any ocean breeze Don't make me have to choose which side There ain't no side to take if you're wide awake and free Awake and free High above the mountain range There is a gull or three As big as me Maybe twice as strong If I tried to sing 'em this old thing They would sing to me a tweedle dee Or in so many words They can fly about as high as i could ever try To never die Or wonder why I do