And after all you've gone through
To obtain respect from your roots
You must tell your younger branches
That this is just the way it is...
You have to mislead the youth
And continue to hide the truth
For you cannot blossom just yet
You need to wait for the sun to set
Now now, empty your watering can
Do not nourish the flowers' minds
Thoughts of drowning scare the man
So you should let them droop behind
And when they ask you why
The tree's vocal chords have changed
You will lie to their green eyes
And say "it is only a nickname."