The Tree

We were young and eager minds to form We were safe and gifted tools And we all bought from the tree Then we found out what it means But what if all we found was an empty culture? What if all we found was a pompous voice? What if all we found was built narrows in our minds Too narrow to let love begin? We were hung up on important things And we lined up one by one And we added to the tree And we sold it to be free But what if all we found was an empty culture? What if all we found was a pompous voice? What if all we found was built narrows in our minds Too narrow to let love begin? Oh, my God We've missed it all Holy one, we've made so small Religious minds, too narrow to let love in But what if all we found was an empty culture? What if all we found was a pompous voice? What if all we found was built narrows in our minds? What if all we found was this? Let love begin