Under The Silent Tree

Under the silent tree it all comes back to me
Looking for moving signs under the noisy skies
Thinking which way to go as if I didn't know
Under the silent tree it all comes back to me

He maketh the joke my friend but will it ever end
And will the end be right, uptight and outta sight
And when you're blown away will they be here to stay
Under the silent tree it all comes back to me

He maketh the joke my friend but will it ever end
And will the end be right, uptight and outta sight
And when you're blown away will they be here to stay
Under the silent tree it all comes back to me