Oh, they think destruction is suddenly wrong?
And you are suddenly breathing in hate,
But you know, you’re not, you’re breathing in truth.
Your head spins round, and round
Try, carefully not to drown too fast
Because once you are underwater
You’re not yourself anymore
Just hollow,
And its like knocking on wood, trying, trying
To get through to anyone
You want to think differently

Narrow trees are the tallest in the forest yet not the most powerful.