there are code breakers with lines well tapped traces sweeping out across the static night you are draped in white like the blossoms of the tree looking down a glass elevator at your father signing the papers for two silver trees two silver trees two worlds in need two silver trees branches falling down from sources underground false identities stranded in each single seed false sense of warning no poisoned cup just deception crawling up like a snake decay of the blossoms and roots well hacked spoil the hidden waters dying at the base of 