the city is calling / everybody is searching for the keys / to all the prisons that the cruel and kind intention can create / the boys and girls of winter gather at the end of November / to drink the drops of joys and sorrows from each others dripping trees 



all of life's secrets are in your branches / make sure it's the truth before you write it down kids / stair at the kiss-marks on a spiderman notebook / waxy sweetness, to explore every degree of your mental health



much better to pass into that other world / in the full glory of the passions that you found here / than to fade and wither with age / from watching the flickering light dim in the eyes of the living.



all of life's secrets are in your branches / make sure it's the truth before you write it down kids / stair at the kiss-marks on a spiderman notebook / to explore every degree of your mental health / save up all of your innocence and grow the ripe fruit / to explore every degree of your mental health