The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Schnell Fenster The Sound Of Trees
When I was a small boy Had a book called How It Works But I could never comphrehend Those twisted tangled words And through the eyes of a schoolboy Spell it out in textbook ink Write it out three hundred times But it still don't mean a thing So I take it all for granted Ignorance is bliss What I don't know and understand I don't think I'll ever miss Look at that turbine engine Hey look at that micro-chip I always thought we were held together In dear God's fingertips Like a fish in a bowl I go round and round Like a dog on a leash You can't tie me down Like a bird in a cage You can't clip my wings All I (ever) need is the wind Come on now, come on Lets move in algorithm Talk in binary code Force fed with technology Lets fall into digital mode Love in vivisection Torment in profile Everybody here been going around With a Polyurethane smile Like a fish in a bowl I go round and round Like a dog on a leash You can't tie me down Like a bird in a cage You can't clip my wings All I ever need is in The Sound of Trees that's all I ever need The Sound of Trees that's all I ever need I was lying beneath a full moon Considering everything Looking for a revelation Waiting for a tiny little bell to ring Yeah I take it all for granted Ignorance is bliss What I don't know and understand I don't think I'll ever miss Like a fish in a bowl I go round and round Like a dog on a leash You can't tie me down Like a bird in a cage You can't clip my wings All I ever need is in The Sound of Trees that's all I ever need The Sound of Trees that's all I'll ever need
