Treetop Monastery Songtext
von Myths of a Thistle

Treetop monastery and the fire of light
Perpetuum mobile of desire at night
Melinda is she gonna tell me: "I am alright."?

Dirty streets walking like a feminine host
My love is adjacent, I am chasing her ghost
I′m the king of the island, the man on the moon
If right now I'm not on fi re, I′m gonna be soon

Then I gotta be strong, I gotta be brave,
Gotta belong, I gotta behave
Then the beehive is buzzing busting me into my grave
I'm wrapped up in a rocket I think I can't keep the pace


Let me tell you that I love you if that′s all I′m allowed to do
Let me give you all the sweet talk that looks so good on you

Treetop monastery, mist on the grass
I can see the green hills, the city of glass
I'm the king of the canvas, the man on the moon
If right now I′m not on fire, I'm gonna be soon

Then I gotta be strong, I gotta be brave,
Gotta belong, I gotta behave
Then the beehive is buzzing busting me into my grave
I′m wrapped up in a rocket I think I can't keep the pace

Let me tell you that I love you if that′s all I'm allowed to do
Let me give you all the sweet talk that looks so good on you
Let me give you all the sweet talk that looks so good on you