I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produce the air That I am breathing Yeah, the trees Those useless trees They never said That you were leaving I carved your name With a heart just up above Now swollen, distorted Unrecognisable, like our love You smell of leaf mould And the sweetness of decay Or the incense at the funeral procession here today And the trees Those useless trees Produce the air That I am breathing Yeah, the trees Those useless trees They never said That you were leaving Ah Try to shape the world to what you want the world to be Carving your name a thousand times won't bring you back to me Oh, no, I might as well I might as well go tell it to the trees, yeah Oh yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produce the air That I am breathing Yeah, the trees Those useless trees They never said That you were leaving Go and tell it to the trees, yeah Go tell it to the trees, yeah Go tell it to the trees, yeah Go tell it to the trees, yeah Go tell it to the trees, yeah

Climbing trees, like we did when we were children Scaling walls, the walls that took us years to build Climbing trees, haven't much since we were children Shaking limbs tend to end up bent and broken Safe inside the walls we built, we found ourselves a home Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all Girl, you've never loved Climbing trees, haven't much since we were children Shaking limbs tend to end up bent and broken But heartache pales in comparison to love

There is unrest in the forest There is trouble with the trees For the maples want more sunlight And the oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the maples And they're quite convinced they're right They say the oaks are just too lofty And they grab up all the light But the oaks can't help their feelings If they like the way they're made And they wonder why the maples Can't be happy in their shade There is trouble in the forest And the creatures all have fled As the maples scream "Oppression" And the oaks just shake their heads So the maples formed a union And demanded equal rights "The oaks are just too greedy We will make them give us light" Now there's no more oak oppression For they passed a noble law And the trees are all kept equal By hatchet, axe, and saw