Trees from HERE! by The Mushroom Herders

We should be more like the trees,
Soaking up the sun, with the breeze,
Without War, without employees;
We should be more like the trees.

But I guess you're satisfied with your disease...
I guess you really love all of that nicotine...
All that hate in your eyes, for the things that displease.
Don't you know that It's, oh, really, killing me....

We should be more like the trees,
Soaking up the sun, with the breeze,
Without War, without employees;
We should be more like the trees.

But I guess you really need all of that gasoline,
You can't get enough of your fancy things or computer screens,
All that hate in your eyes for the things that bleed.
Don't you know that it's really killing me...

We should be more like the trees,
Soaking up the sun, with the breeze,
Without War, without employees;
We should be more like the trees.

We should be more, but we're not...
We should be more, but we forgot.

• Alternative
• Indie
• Progressive Folk
• Psych Folk
• Psychedelic Rock
• Punk Folk
• Atlanta