[Verse 1]

It's time to brood, put up the walls of sound

Practice all the finer points of falling down

I'll put aside the calculated eyes

The even tempered smile diffuse again

[Chorus]

Given time to discuss these points without

Side help I could still these friends in my

Heading out to the trees I see myself

[Verse 2]

I hide in green, recall the faded dreams

Collide my scope divides and leaves the team

Beyond the veil, I watch the line extend

A helping hand withdraws the line again

[Chorus]

Given time to discuss these points without

Side help I could still these friends in my

Heading out to the trees I see myself

[Bridge]

Is that an angel on it's side

Next to the postman drifting by

I once had a dream that I could fly

Into the trees

[Interlude]

(I, I)

[Verse 4]

It's time to brood, put up the walls of sound

Practice all the finer points of falling down

I'll put aside the calculated eyes

The even tempered smile collapse again