Better For Us Lyrics - Singles - Grant Lee Buffalo

Soon we'll count the rings inside all one by one 

Wondering if I could point to the place 

Where we first slept 'neath it's branches 

Oh oh 

Leaves once rose like an ocean we swam when we were boys 

This one was all things a mansion a fortress 

And as we matured it was shade for 

The secrets that we passed along 

But this oak has grown old wither-wrung 

It threatens to fall 

Better for us if the axe splits the trunk they say 

On your tip toes a ten-penny nail jutting high in the bark 

Relics of tree houses built and torn down 

Places we hid after dark oh 

Oh oh 

Please please lend some belief to this hard wasted ground 

Where little green soldiers and indians fought 

This is the burial mound of 

My youth and my innocence 

This oak has grown old wither-wrung 

It threatens to fall 

Better for us if the axe splits the trunk they say 

Oh oh oh 

Better for us 

Better for us 

Better for us 

Better for us yeah 

Better for us 

Better for us 

Oh oh oh