Вершы: Mountain Goats, The. Treetop Song.

All along the interstate

the palm trees were calling out to me

the line of them stretched fown the highway forever

as far as I could see

I waited til the sun was coming up

light morning traffic and a cool spring breeze

I heard the old voices calling down

from the tops of the trees



when I got up to the top, my head got light

for a minute everything in the world was alright

I saw the next tree just 10 feet away

give or take a few feet I guess

then I pushed off into the air with all my might

headed out into the center of the morning light

I knew that I was gonna make it

the new tree hardly shook to acknowledge my arrival

I knew that I would be alright