#82: The Giving Tree 7 (The Weather)

This song is about resolution so it makes me think that the Giving Tree story must be almost finished. There's no real resolution here but there is the intent of finding resolution. I'm not sure if that's as far as the story needs to go or if there's still another few pages. 


Heaven and Hell.

a house with a bell, 

but a bell is too much

so instead I just quietly  knock,

heaven and hell

a table and chair,

making tea so we have something  to hold 

i was sick but I'm well

and I'm sure you see it now, 

that I've grown some muscle and heart,

and if it's hard to tell,

it's been harder to find,

now here we are both wondering what's changed

well the bellwether rings,

and the cold wind stings,

as people talk about how much it's rained.

you've been there,

storming round the clouds

dragging up the sun,

you are my weather.

whenever you cry, 

i hear it,

drip, dropping on the street,

and when you stumble, 

i feel it,

can't recall what I was gonna say, 

cause I'm drunk as the day, 

don't leave me this way.    

Heaven and Hell. 

Heaven and Hell,

i hear your broken but strong,

but you were broken all along

you were just trying to fix it with love. 

i could climb right back in,

and go for a swim,

in that beautiful body of yours,

but under that calm,

i know things are still wrong,

we just can't see it here on surface,

but with lightening and rain,

and the freezing cold pain  ,

diving down to your depths gives me purpose.