Look at that tree! Struck by lightning
and just toppled over, dead.
Her crown has split, her sap is running,
her bare roots exposed to the chill night air.
This is no shelter.
Just one burning cold, freezing hot, decaying
darling Diva.
Look at that tree! Struck by lightning
and just toppled over, dead.
Her crown has split, her sap is running,
her bare roots exposed to the chill night air.
This is no shelter.
Just one burning cold, freezing hot, decaying
darling Diva.