Sage Francis Tree of Knowledge Lyrics

Sickly Business Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 The Masters are Back (Non-Prophets)
  • 2 The Failure Disc 2 #6 (Bernard Dolan)
  • 3 Love, Love, Love (Non-Prophets)
  • 4 Stuck
  • 5 Garden Gnomes
  • 6 Killing Time (live on 90.3 WRIU)
  • 7 Alternatives to College
  • 8 Souvenier (Non-Prophets)
  • 9 Threewrite (Non-Prophets)
  • 10 Tree of Knowledge
  • 11 1996 Verse (live on 90.3 WRIU)
  • 12 Doomage
  • 13 My Girl Was a Groupie (Joe Beats)
  • 14 Lost Verse of the Mainstream (Non-Prophets)
  • 15 My Head
  • 16 Worlds of After Verse (live on 90.3 WRIU)
  • 17 Jesus in a Bowl of Germs (Jared Paul)
  • 18 Kiddie Litter
  • 19 Killing Muslims (George McKibbens)
  • 20 Sandpaper Gloves (AOI)
  • 21 1995 Medley
  • 22 Underbite Ben (live in Sioux Falls)
  • Abused and altered, I just caught you eves dropping
    Adam's rising to pluck the fruit from off the branch
    reaching out to touch your inner-drives
    Cut me open and count the rings inside to see how long I've been alive
    Containing forms of records about the types of storms I've weathered
    Leave a stump for kids to carve initials as long as I'm remembered
    But lessons go forgotten plus you don't believe a thing
    Listening to the whispering of my leaves in the wind
    When the breezes begin you're just concerned with flying kites
    Till I tangle up your child's play and get you climbing heights
    Still reluctant to hear me out admiring the sites
    You have no idea what it was like being nailed to Christ
    You're swinging from the twigs and limbs that used to hang your siblings
    Have respect you selfish self-centered sack of man-made buildings
    I was the original pinnacle but now I'm nothing to you but kindling
    Tickling my inhibitions of naturally attracting children
    Who have a funny idea of what forever is
    I witnessed the first time lips kissed with stripped innocence
    Not too long after that was I supplying shade
    For a man caressing silverbacks trying to get laid
    Monkeying around and now they're all dying of A. I. D. S
    Government guerilla tactics? That's a farce, I bring the plagues
    Cancer? That's just icing on the cake, I nurse and feed ya
    Cause you drained me of my sap with taps of perverse procedure
    I hold your family background right down to the first amoeba
    Watched you grow from just crustacean to a land mammal, it hurts to leave ya
    But I've had enough, and it'll be very relieving
    Just who do you think supplies the air you're breathing?
    Humongous oxygen tanks? As if it's all free
    Constantly wondering where your dogs are at?
    They're barking up the wrong tree
    Wanting proof of identification but I existed before fingerprints
    Cognitive dissonance... I hear chainsaws in the distance
    If a tree falls in the forest and nobody's there to hear it
    Does it make a sound? I'll go down quietly but you're feel it
    Still these sick like thoughts keep eating away at my inside
    Till I'm nothing but hollowed out hide..
    The dead tree's still standing, here comes the hunting-ax of lumberjacks
    So I attract like lightning when the thunder cracks, I'm under attack
    So I may finally... stop... stumble... relax...



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