cd : geese, slope & lindens : :   faith  I  heady head  I  horror news  I  my tree  I  reflect:  I  snow in june  I  think  I
cd : who's god? : :   breathe in till ya bleed  I  crazy pepper heads  I  cry or whisper  I  into your mirror  I  less brain  I  the unknown  I  when the killers move  I  who's god?  I

I  home  I  media I
music: becker / schinzel, lyrics: schinzel, arranged by becker / schinzel / gnap

A great old tree, I remember
A secret place to play
For me a daily childhoodŽs dream
A cave, a bush, a lot of toys
A lot of fun
Natural, without adult lies

It was summer 80
Sun burned on my head
My feelings went crazy
A young girl I wished to pet
Thought about my great old tree
And took my old swiss knife
To scratch my feelings in the wood
 
Please believe me
Please believe me, it was my tree
Please believe me
Please believe me
IŽm talkinŽ Žbout a tree
And IŽm talkinŽ Žbout a life
TalkinŽ Žbout a place
Where I simply laze

In place of the old bush
A bench trims the tree
My last spot to enjoy the days
Sit here in memories 
In memories Žbout the past
And the leafs are yellow
And drop

Please believe me
Please believe me, it is my tree
Please believe me
Please believe me
IŽm talkinŽ Žbout a tree
And IŽm talkinŽ Žbout a life
TalkinŽ Žbout a place
Where I simply laze