She Talks To The Trees - The Cinematics

Did you dig up that dead duck

To see if the earth had got to it yet?

You buried it deep

But heaven cannot keep

All of those toys you leave behind

Did you get your fingers in a mess

Get dirt on your pretty party dress?

Well, I’m sure you’ll still wear it with pride

She comes here looking for me

When she comes here, she talks to the trees

She comes here looking for me

When she comes here, she talks to the trees

She thinks I think she cannot see me

So she talks to the trees

She comes here looking for me

When she comes here, she talks to the trees

You’re a cracked actor at nineteen

You may never grace the silver screen

So you curse the parts that you’ll never play

And swear in all the lines that you’ll never say

Do the old ones understand you?

And does this drive you wild?

Did they throw away their party cards

While you were still a child?

And did they tell you all the stories

Of all the things you wish you’d done?

She comes here looking for me

When she comes here, she talks to the trees

She comes here looking for me

When she comes here, she talks to the trees

She thinks i think she cannot see me

So she talks to the trees

She comes here looking for me

When she gets here, she talks to the trees