they start off really small and shed in the fall
they tickle your feet and break through the concrete
they open up doors and light up a room
lively up a place and put you in the tomb

water and the sun they eat them
they keep us company they're brohters with a tree
they are corn on the cob and rellish in a hot dog
spread all over


they're not blind but they also can't see
witness a lot of things, you and me
kids on a playground, lovers in the park
parents at the office, junkies in the dark

people pass away and people be born
birds in the spring and cities in the winter
feet on the ground and planes in the sky
spread all over