I Wish I had a tree...

up here in my tree,
newspapers matter not to me,
no more crowbars to my head,
i'm trading stories with the leaves instead,
wave to all my friends,
they don't seem to notice me, no
all their eyes trained on the street,
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,
i swore i knew everything,
let's say knowledge is a tree,
it's growing up just like me,
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