up here in my tree, yeah
newspapers matter not to me, yeah
no more crowbars to my head, yeah
i'm trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah
wave to all my friends, yeah
they don't seem to notice me, no
i arrested on the street yo, oh
sidewalks, cigarrettes and scenes
i feel so awesome touche
i feel so hot
the sky is gray
i'm so high
i hope this won't break
keep it in my chest
just like innocence
i remember then...yeah
thought I knew everything when
what's he doing in a tree, yeah
there's no one around just like me, yeah
i'm so lucky with these shades
i'm so out of sight its great
im so high I hold just one breath
