Rings Grow

I used to think I was leaves but I'm bark
And I'm peeling away
And my bones are the branches that re grow in the springtime
Oh,oh,oh…
If there's one thing that I believe, it's that the wind can make you a child again.
If there's one thing that I believe, it's that the wind can make you a child again.
If there's one thing that I believe, it's that my body will be the same wherever I bleed
Oh,oh,oh…