Uploaded May 2024 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
Here is a little musical mediation on the subject of perspective. The object is trees. A song written and performed by Wes Collins of Chapel Hill NC. It was recorded in the big room at CCC just around the corner here in Denton, Md. The song is called The Trees and appears on Wes' new cd JABBERWOCKIES. This cd has become a new favorite of mine. Some absolutely brilliant songwriting. The Trees is also the subject of a forthcoming music video Wes and I are working on. Catch Wes at a listening room in your part of the country in the next few months.
wescollins.com
Lyrics:
Well it has to get stuffy up in that tower all day
Can you call it a view when you don’t get to look away?
All day and night up there scanning the park
For a rumor of smoke or a spark
And you have to love something about it; you sure don’t get paid
When I’m working the trails I think about you up there
Thirty-six stories up, Jesus God that’s a lot of stairs
And there isn’t any signal out here
And the mail runs like nine times a year
If it wasn’t so dry I’d surprise you and send up a flare
Cos I’m looking at the trees
And you can see the forest
Down here in the weeds
It’s hard to see you rooting for us
When I lay my blanket down
I want to take the long view
But I’m sleeping on the ground
You spend half of the wet season looking down at the rain
Me I can pick any flower and tell you the Latin name
That sounds to me like a pretty good start
But it’s also what keeps us apart
You say it is what it is and I say it’s a shame
Cos I’m looking at the trees
Twenty bucks says you are too
If there’s anything you need
I’ll try to make it up to you
Or I can wait till you come down
Keep me in the long view
I’ll see you around
Here is a little musical mediation on the subject of perspective. The object is trees. A song written and performed by Wes Collins of Chapel Hill NC. It was recorded in the big room at CCC just around the corner here in Denton, Md. The song is called The Trees and appears on Wes' new cd JABBERWOCKIES. This cd has become a new favorite of mine. Some absolutely brilliant songwriting. The Trees is also the subject of a forthcoming music video Wes and I are working on. Catch Wes at a listening room in your part of the country in the next few months.
wescollins.com
Lyrics:
Well it has to get stuffy up in that tower all day
Can you call it a view when you don’t get to look away?
All day and night up there scanning the park
For a rumor of smoke or a spark
And you have to love something about it; you sure don’t get paid
When I’m working the trails I think about you up there
Thirty-six stories up, Jesus God that’s a lot of stairs
And there isn’t any signal out here
And the mail runs like nine times a year
If it wasn’t so dry I’d surprise you and send up a flare
Cos I’m looking at the trees
And you can see the forest
Down here in the weeds
It’s hard to see you rooting for us
When I lay my blanket down
I want to take the long view
But I’m sleeping on the ground
You spend half of the wet season looking down at the rain
Me I can pick any flower and tell you the Latin name
That sounds to me like a pretty good start
But it’s also what keeps us apart
You say it is what it is and I say it’s a shame
Cos I’m looking at the trees
Twenty bucks says you are too
If there’s anything you need
I’ll try to make it up to you
Or I can wait till you come down
Keep me in the long view
I’ll see you around
