Brotherly trees, it's not what I expected
Even as I reflected on our past
Brotherly trees, didn't expect to see you
you came on back to me - you made it last
Not so fast, we can't let this past

Brotherly trees, we'll sit and mix together
not thinking 'bout the weather overhead
Up on the breeze, my soul will fly so gently
You're coming up to take me back instead
And you're not misled - we could stay in bed

Fucking hell
I'm goddamn sick of these brotherly trees
using passivity
To snuff emotionality
Music requires genuine feeling
Not constant stealing
of your money, your brain, and your time
These fuckers make a lovely rhyme
About trees and clouds, high as you can see
Should be
Smashed to dust by concrete imagery
The city
Where the seeds of the idol trees are planted
Opinions are slanted
And profits are granted
To those who say what they want you to hear
And soothing lies are pissed into your ear.

Brotherly trees, they don't have to listen
they don't care what they're missin' half the time
You and me - we could be just like them
Lie back and softly fight them, slow and free
we don't have to be pulled and torn in three

Oh god damn it!
Progress has never been made
By an artist making art just to get paid
Omnipresent acoustic guitar
played in every car
Driver trapped in fear
of what I hear
Regression
Depression
Suppression
of those who've had enough of this shit
of those who are fucking fed up with it
of those who don't want the NSA
to have their way
The wallets of the one percent are lined
with crimes
that they made sure weren't prosecuted
They're judge and jury, you're executed
And the sad fact's
You'll never hear that
The hungry only get to grow weaker
'Cause the only thing growing out of your speaker
Is vapor and concepts and nothing that means
anything but the bullshit of brotherly trees.

Brotherly trees, it's not what I expected
Even as I reflected on our past
Brotherly trees, didn't expect to know you
I never got to show you how it'd be
just you and me
you and me and some fucking trees