Timber Lyrics - What Green Feels Like - Eaves

I leave my thinking and my family at home 

To work the timber till my arms get num 

I will be gone some day 

All my dreams and all my pain 

Those twisted visions of your own home town 

Those countless workers with their heads bowed down 

And I can see myself 

Cleaning gardens at that old hotel 

And I want to give you everything you deserve 

And relieve you of those pressures that you feel 

And as the cold comes and covers the minds 

I want to know that your body is real 

It's dark in the day and black in the night 

I got no money but I'll be allright 

Give me a 'come' and I'll work for number 

I'll fix your dream for a price 

Them boys up the street they would steal for their hunger 

What did you do with their lifes 

I pick the splinters from my fingers to find 

How many worries on my days and mind 

So I can hold my own 

The real reason why men must grow 

I want to give you everything you deserve 

And relieve you of those pressures that you take 

And as we dine on the bones of our beds 

We will discover what the music can make 

And all my mind knows we face 

I'm only telling us to leave this place 

Give me a 'come' and I work for number 

I'll fix your dreams for a price 

Them boys up the street they would steal for their hunger 

What did you do with their lifes 

Oh play me a song and I'll pay you in liquor 

And taste like you're wasting your time 

Old man crying on the bank by the river 

Says goodbye to his children and wife 

Goodbye 

One day the words I'll speak 

All mean nothing to me 

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