Songtext von The Quiet World

The Quiet World: I curl around the bottom of this tree and I place my hands down into the cool wet grass the cool wet grass I will later to climb. But for now my hands merely place in the cool wet grass An important time is coming-- this heralds an important time when the world moves on, things are going faster speeding up, speed speeding up and up I go into the life of this tree and it grows and creaks beneath and all around me