Uploaded February 2022 | Updated September 2026, 3 hours ago

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trees are poems
the earth writes on the sky
we fell them down for paper
that we may describe our emptiness

so we fall into each other
like folded paper lovers
and the rain falls down
right through our paper hearts

and the stars are our projectors
lovers and protectors
but they fall out of orbit
igniting our paper hearts

it might be a little bit crazy
but i got to believe
when our papers turn to ash
our words will fly free

there's a secret language
rain writes on the water
but the message gets disrupted
in the wakes of our little paper boats

so we fall into each other
like folded paper lovers
and the rain falls down
soaking our paper hearts

and the sun pours down like honey
but you don't think it's funny
'cause the faults lie in ourselves
written on our paper hearts

it may be a little bit crazy
but i got to believe
when our papers turn to ash
our words will fly free

trees are poems
the earth writes on the sky
we fell them down for paper
that we may describe our emptiness

so we fall into each other
like folded paper lovers
and the rain falls down
right through our paper hearts

and the stars are our projectors
lovers and protectors
but they fall out of orbit
singeing our paper hearts

“Steel drums” played on my epiphone casino with an EHX-Key9 pedal. “Flutes” played with the EHX-Mel9 pedal

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