Yeah...Yeah...Yeah...Yeah Wind in the tree sounds like whispers All the blisters you have on your hands It's not splinters you find in your body Red, green, and brown, it's the color of land Yeah...Oh...Oh...Oh Yeah...Oh...Oh...Oh It's night in the woods by the house Where we lay in the night in the sounds Fill the room with sounds of you Shape of your ass, the curve of your hips Tied you down to the bed made of wood Lie in your branches Lie in the crook of you Oh.. Oh.. Oh.. Oh.. Sap drips all over your body Fingers like kindling, your hair like the vine That shines in the light on the house in the woods I'll wake up my soul I'll wake up my soul Find my wooden self Wooden bones and the skin that holds you in Oh.. Oh.. Oh.. Oh.. Yeah... Oh.. Oh.. Oh.. Oh.. Made of wood, made of wood Made of wood, made of wood Made of wood, made of wood Made of wood, made of wood Made of wood, made of wood Made of wood, made of wood ?, made of wood ?, made of wood
----------------------------------------------------------- NOTES: Well, that's it. It should all be correct. I've got a whole bunch of Orbit tabs in the works,