We love the burning tree
the burning tree gives us warmth and light
a luminescent shelter for the rite
as we sing
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Microcosm
macrocosm
life inside the blood
There's life inside my blood
and I'll contain it as it forms
me: symbiotically, we sing
Shalahleelah, huxtable;
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
The burning tree shares its visions
through a language of smoke dancing in the breeze
which blows the time slowing the mind
enough to trace another layer of atmosphere
textured as an onion peel
Ultrasonic atoms collide nonstop
and I am feeling very hot and charged
as we sing
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Shalahleelah, huxtable
Burning tree guard this dream