Martha Tilston
"Helicopter Trees"

You don't need to worry now,
you don't need to feel this way coz
I'll catch you when you fall,
I'll catch you all in all.
You don't need to look at me like
maybe I'm not gonna stay or
kick the mud of your boots darling.
Let's warm ourselves the good old-fashioned way.

See the sky is slightly jaded
all the sycamore leaves are spinning
down from the helicopter trees.
See the sky is slightly jaded
all the sycamore leaves are just spinning
down from the helicopter trees

And you don't need to hold the dice
so close to your sweet chest-o.
Come on now let them roll.
You know, I still love you
as you grow old.
You don't need to look at me like
maybe I might run away coz
constant as a constant star oh,
how happy and permanent we are.

See the sky is slightly jaded
all the sycamore leaves are spinning
down from the helicopter trees.
See the sky is slightly jaded
all the sycamore leaves are just spinning
down from the helicopter trees

You don't need to worry now, you see
you don't need to feel this way coz
I'm gonna catch you when you fall,
I'll catch you all in all.
You don't need to look at me like
maybe I'm not gonna stay oh,
kick the mud of your boots darling.
Let's warm ourselves the good old-fashioned way.

See the sky is slightly jaded
all the sycamore leaves are just spinning
down from the helicopter trees

I feel wild now, like a child now.
We dance around each other,
we spin around each other in the sycamore leaves