crash course in death

with every single breath

a shallow broken whisper comes to mind

a raspy goodbye now the last words left behind

a little withered but mostly weathered

a legend that chose to nurture the bottom

and now in it's place a legacy of full grown trees

one that I am proud to say I'll be

young trees rise up from the bottom

doing what the old one's taught 'em

from a world away I can hear your leaves everyday

from a world away I can hear your leaves everyday

and with one last tractor ride a slow blue through the green and brown

a boy with a heavy heart and mind

with every tool and every skill he had to look inside himself

to find the one to change direction

it was an classic reaction for one raised by the master

young trees rise up from the bottom

using what the old ones taught 'em

from a world away I can hear your leaves everyday

from a world away I can hear your leaves everyday

anchorless seeds still stuck in the weeds and I cant believe it

tell me only say good things and I will complete it

drifting seeds still stuck in the weeds and I cant believe it

tell me only say good things and I will complete it

young trees rise up from the bottom

doing what the old one's taught 'em

from a world away I can hear your leaves everyday

from a world away I can hear your leaves everyday