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  1. Watercolor Tree

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The watercolor tree
I wander
Alone but free

No sound
From the softly colored leaves
Playing with the breeze
They ease me

I find my way down
To the water-
color stream

I drink
Cupping my hands
And soon I understand
The lay of the land
Like a wise old man
Who can

Why would I leave such a place?
Why when I feel such a state of grace?
Don't ever ask such a thing
Cuz you know
It cannot be

What's that?
I can hardly hear you speak
Out here
By the watercolor creek

Don't get me
This is where I belong
Livin' in a song
See I won't be too long
And there ain't nothing wrong
Hold On