This Is Mine کے بول

I can bend back and reach the days When everything was new When witches were birds that lived in trees When dreams were movies God made for me I talked to dogs, I knew why trees and kids cried Why snow was white, why people died In show and tell I talked about the shapes of clouds And all the schoolyard angels who protected me I am here And this is mine I'm everywhere Flying in line Always looking for a place to rest I hid in trees and built my nest I made my nest of buried things And the roots ran like secrets through six year rings I found that secret places were better places Nicer places that villains could not find I do not lie, these places are mine Now I lean and bend to where I begin and end I am here And this is mine I'm everywhere Flying in line, in line I am here And this is mine I'm everywhere Flying in line