Subjective Lies by KittyTeam Lyrics

I was drifting and running riding through dust
Fell down off my high horse and skimmed my knee
And blood spilled out of my open wound
Stained the rivers red and the oceans through and through
A lad came to my aid took my hand and brought me into a cave
He said to me “Sir how do you climb the trees?”
The trees the trees few and far between
Believe me I would have helped him had my knee been unharmed
I told him a lie and a lie and a lie
The trees shan't be scaled as they hold up the sky
Climb them and they may fall down
Stewart would surely shiver at the sight
Please stay clear of that silvan fright