Tim Exile Listening Tree
Come with me, look out the window there,
Down there where you might have never looked before.
There's a path that leads
Towards the listening tree.
He's so pleased to hear from me.
Let's go out, take me.
Let's go out to the listening tree.
If cold fingers reach deep into you,
It's time to believe in what in seems untrue.
Down ‘round there’s something waiting for you,
The listening tree has a message for you.
All you need to be is here,
Right here beneath the listening tree.
It's the springtime here
This time of year.
This is the...
Don't waste more time or tears,
Unpack yourself, fold up your fears,
And lie here right by me underneath
The ears that listen away the darkness inside.
Sit down and share with me the sound of the listening
tree.
Come, come feel yourself right here.
Come and move just like this is.
Don't waste more time or tears,
Unpack yourself, fold up your fears,
And lie here right by me underneath
The ears that listen away the darkness inside.
Sit down and share with me the sound of the listening
tree.
Come.
