Testo Green Chair Circle Alex Pfeiferrosenblum
Thereâs something âbout the size the trees have grownUnder the scorching heat of the sun
Thereâs something âbout standing here all alone
Or talking to everyone
Thereâs something âbout looking around to see
So many years pass you by
Thereâs something âbout these feelings inside of me
Like how it feels to cry
They ask me why Iâm broken
But I donât know what to say
No words ever spoken
Could explain how Iâm feeling today
When you get caught up in your own world
You forget about magic thatâs real
So you wonât understand, no you wonât understand
You wonât understand how I feel
Thereâs something âbout the color of deep blue sky
As a background behind the birds
Thereâs something âbout the way the river runs wide
How it seems to speak without words
They ask me why Iâm broken
But I donât know what to say
No words ever spoken
Could explain how Iâm feeling today
When you get caught up in your own world
You forget about magic thatâs real
So you wonât understand, no you wonât understand
You wonât understand how I feel
Thereâs something âbout the way the tree leaves fly
And the nights when the stars shine low
Thereâs something âbout the way you said goodbye
When Iâll never be ready to go
Thereâs something âbout hugging a giant green tree
That stretches so high up above
Thereâs something âbout this perfect community
And these feelings of limitless love
So donât ask me why Iâm broken
âCause I wonât know what to say
No words ever spoken
Could explain how Iâm feeling today
When you get caught up in your own world
Donât forget about how you feel
âCause there really is magic, Iâve seen it, the magic
There really is magic thatâs real