An Envious Tree کے بول

Once upon a time in a sleepy bay There was a very envious tree That was getting further and further away Though she's never left the place She bowed so low to the God of sand That she bended to the ground Got stuck so bad in the Cursed Land Even her branches grew down An envious tree She has no eyes to see An envious tree Her soul about to bleed An envious tree The pride has lost to greed An envious tree From drama to comedy She creates even more roots Getting caged in her thoughts There's no reason to wear boots She's writing her own thriller plot I know she doesn't fear the storm ‘Cause she's already on the ground A bird has landed on her crooked trunk But it went unnoticed, she was drunk An envious tree She has no eyes to see An envious tree Her soul about to bleed An envious tree The pride has lost to greed An envious tree From drama to comedy But one day In a short moment of sobriety The tree asked General Sherman why she couldn't see the Sun Her pal said: That's a no-brainer, you were raised in the shadow of others So, with great effort, the poor tree uttered the following words To grow and breathe is hard to me Where is your mercy? Try to understand Try to understand Have a little mercy Try to understand Try to understand