drunken trees

I'm actually headed towards the mountains right now... my train should arrive any minute now.

You can follow me if you want, I mean if you have time.


there's a city, on the top of the mountains,
I used to go there as a child...


...and there's a forgotten forest there,
full of those drunken trees.
they look like they're falling apart you know,
just like the people there, those fools...



...oh no, don't get me wrong
it's a wonderful place.


birds are leaving over here
I saw them sail away
they looked just like saints
little one


I heard myself whisper your name
I was asleep in a dream
then you woke me up
little sun




the way you look at me now
these lights that used to shine
I've been blowing them out

well I remember those few nights
when the sky it stared right back at us
felt so small standing next to you
little moon