Money doesn't grow on trees
I remember him saying it to me
But even that is written on a bank note
Want to know what's at the root of me
Check my gentle leaves and see
My bank notes
Chorus:
In the vault that is you
In the vault that's me
Lie the stacks of little moments
That made us see how we see
So if you wanna reach the inside
Listen very closely
And if I hand you a bank note
Give one of yours to me
Papering the walls of my mind
From 5, 10, 20, hopefully one day, 25
Are my bank notes
In colors wild as me
Beautiful and raggedy
My bank notes
Chorus
I am a tree
the fruits of life's labors on me
These fruits of knowledge
Are not forbidden
They are life giving
Just take a bite and you'll see
Chorus
Ending:
when you finally read my bank notes
You just might understand me