Some moments in life, Fill the emptiness inside me. Look out, in the distance, I see a treehouse, full of resistance. Just open your eyes, you will see My childhood in rife.
So many memories, Gone. No other remedies, Gone?
From late nights, to fist fights. That was me. Now, here I stand, looking out. The sun reflects itself across a blizzard of pollen. I remember these moments, in hope That I'm never forgotten.
I will never forget my roots. I will never forget where I came from. Like that treehouse, I am supported By the people I love and adore. A diamond on a wedding ring, Or a throne and a king.