If a tree falls in a forest,
And if that tree is me,
Does my pain stand to reason,
If loved ones seldom see?
My barks too thin to warm me,
My trunk is hollow, see?
My roots they sit too shallow,
My branches haunting me.
If a tree falls in a forest,
And if that tree is me,
I’ll lie here in my sorrow,
Till hurt does leave me be.