You've been looking in the sea, you've been looking in the sky
Trying to find
Something with limbs like ours, something with brains like ours
Something to guide us in our lives
Well I'm telling you right here, you're looking too far
Missing something right before our eyes
They got leaves instead of hair, they got bark instead of skin
Though their feet are in the ground they've still got arms
Oh the trees as they rise from the ground around us
Down to the center of the earth
With the bones of their limbs rocked by the wind
Will they ever find a home?
It isn't hard to see the resemblance, I don't think
For we're both planted and we sprout
And while we can run away with the use of our nice legs
They'll stay just where they landed
Earth and Sun and rain is all they need each day
They've no lust for material things
For they build no shopping malls
And their garbage isn't hauled to piles of radioactive waste
Oh the trees as they rise from the ground around us
Down to the center of the earth
With the bones of their limbs rocked by the wind
Will they ever find a home?
For centuries on end, they have tried to be our friends
They give shade and food and air and build our homes
Oh but we don't seem to see their offer of peace
For we cut them ruthlessly by the dozen
And I thought the rule was, pick on someone your own size
But I guess that doesn't apply to us
For though many times our height, they just can't put up a fight
They know that's not how things should work
Oh the trees as they rise from the ground around us
Down to the center of the earth
With the bones of their limbs rocked by the wind
Will they ever find a home?
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