The tree of life is deeply rooted,
the soil it grows in is despair,
needs only water and a little air,
the light it breathes is not the sun,
it’s the sound of laughter
from everyone.
The tree of life is deeply rooted,
the soil it grows in is despair,
needs only water and a little air,
the light it breathes is not the sun,
it’s the sound of laughter
from everyone.
Suburban Leaves 