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Take the leaves off my branches, take the skin from my bones

I don't need them anymore, I'm destined to be alone

Use my bark and use my bite

I don't have any left in me to fight

Take my spring and take my fall

I can't use them after all

You can strip my smile, you can cut my face

Too weak to recover or replace

Lightining strikes me into two

The nest falls down and babies flew

You cannot see what you did to me

You chop me down and make me bleed

I'll build your house and you will know

No one cries for my sorrows

So strip my leaves and take my skin

And as your wish, I'll begin again.