Vista previa
up here in my tree, yeah
newspapers matter not to me, yeah
no more crowbars to my head, yeah
i´m trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah
wave to all my friends, yeah
they don´t seem to notice me, no
all their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh
sidewalk cigarettes and scenes, (tem-pted)
up here so high i start to shake
up here so high the sky i scrape
i´m so high i hold just one breath here within my chest
just like innocence
(eddie´s down in his home)
(oh, the blue sky it´s his home)
(eddie´s blue sky home)
(oh, the blue sky it´s his home)
i remember when, yeah
i swore i knew everything, oh yeah
let´s say knowledge is a tree, yeah
it´s growing up just like me, yeah
i´m so light the wind he shakes
i´m so high the sky i scrape
i´m so light i hold just one breath and go back to my nest
sleep with innocence...
up here so high the boughs they break
up here so high the sky i scrape
had my eyes peeled both wide open, and i got a glimpse
of my innocence... got back my inner sense...
baby got it, still got it