Stare at the leaves as they dance on
Stare at the trees as they shiver slightly
Beckon the branches as they timber  slowly on
Look past twenty minutes, the music bends to a rhythm

Molten lava pours past the ground world
Gaseous skies rumble towards lightning black skies
And red carpet slides on the children’s playground swirl
Do you feel the birds soar to your senseless fears?

The woody dances keep moving and keep talking
Keep talking and keep walking in the corners of your gears
Tumble out worms and warm hot hand features
I love I love you, too took tool tanks

Right and right again I might
You got a fight to look and smite
So woody dances I preach and plight
Or else you’ll suffer your own blight.