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letra de the forest - the unlistenables

i walked out into the forest
it doesn’t seem like there’ll be anything there
i sit and stare
at the canopy
at the open leaves
and i sit and stand
every once in a while

times like these are when i think
that i should move to the countryside

to have all of this
within arms’ reach
all of the time, i
never see why
i would ever
have to take the tube again
i would never
have to contend with rush hour
nomadic lifestyle
with modern frivolity
that seems like the lifestyle
that’s right for me
and it seems
to be
so beautiful
so beautiful
i feel so out of place in this wondrous forest
and i
look up
it’s pretty nice out here
i sit in again
amongst the world at large
i wonder why i
been out here before
in a wondrous cycle of release
even though enclosed
in my own home
it’s alright, there
are places to go

“a garden to walk in
is an immensity to dream in”
there are no excuses
for sitting and dreaming
to myself – this is it
this how it ends
no friends but trees

no friends but trees
no friends but trees

remembering endless leagues
you played under the sea
it was an immense dream
by riversides and mountaintops
and steep, stark drops
never wanting to be lost inside
amongst a million trees you’ll hide
sitting around
doing nothing
just the way you want it to be
wondering if you’ll ever come to see
all that you thought you could
will there ever come a time
where you’ll want to sit in line?
amongst the trees
and un-orderly leaves
something special comes and goes
it grows
knocking nests, and leaves
and pinecone bristles
as you make your merry way
to the front to meet your friends
climbing trees that are built for threes
and hanging umbrellas in their canopies
(one-upping nature)
having yourself a merry time
eating pizzas and pieces of lime
coloured sweets they got from their mothers
they don’t know
how they tasted

is there something about the colour green
that makes us so intrigued?
a slice of lime up in the tree
eating pizza, so sublime
a leaf of basil on a homemade
wedge of pizza, made yesterday
oh, it tastes so good
‘cause you made it yourself
there is no other explanation

you are sitting in the forest
with friends in a
dry muddy patch
there is a rope swing
rising up from the ground
waiting for you to use it
else it will never be found
it’s filling with water
with each passing minute
will you get in it?

‘new grass’ begins to play
fades at the end of the day
wondering how there can be
so much left – it’s
ten o’clock
time to go
home

you all think this song’s a bit melodramatic
you never did meet in that same way again

- the unlistenables

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