Cypress Trees کے بول

I've been high and mighty low and scared About all the how's it going And though not exactly unaware It's a family we're growing I have watched her body changing shape The new eating, craving patterns It seems everything is turning round Including what it is that matters Everything I see is getting real concrete No poetical reflections But I feel lucky walking down this street In this ancient new direction Hmmm Hmmm... Time to be responsible The food and clothes and shelter Does it shock the system of your solo world When introspection is no helper Everything I see... Chorus: Maybe we will grow together Like cypress trees in summer Standing close and tall Green fingers in a row Maybe we will grow together Like cypress trees Repeat chorus Maybe we will grow together Like cypress trees