"The Broken Ocean Tree"

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My dad drive fast through the trafic lights,
The skyscraper and busy live
The flowers grew up under the thunder strom,
Pitch black and lame inside my soul,
And all I know,
Is touch and go.

Save the trees,
Just a useless words,
Fall it down and burn another one,
All around me,
And all around the world,
The factory grow like a mushrooms flow,
Of garnered beauty are teased for what they believe,
Thats all I know,
Its don't let go.

The day that I born,
Is contrast to compare,
I burn the candle,
With glass of water on my hand,
Broken glass and brokes heart.

Now I understand,
Why they run as far as they can,
And fought the wars,
And why I spend my whole
Life trying to put it into words,
Cause we can hear the silent scream,
We can see the darkside of life,
We can feel the emptiness,
Without the trees,
Please save the trees.

Burn another one,
The fire make them satisfied,
My lung is full of water,
No one can hear my loudest scream,
How can I tell them,
The trees make me feels live,
I wonder why,
People around me so chill,
They kill the nature,
For a stupid modern concept top,
Making way for a grim day.

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