Tree Top Club - Virginia Astley

The tree is bent

And the trunk now twisted

The tiny saplings

That we once planted

Oh, do you remember the tree top club

When you won the Bunty competition?

And there was a cold stone seat

And a blue, cold sky

My bike was green

And yours was brown

Nana bought us sweets and comics

From the motorway shop

And you know I lie

This pure indulgent fantasy

With a baby’s mind

I crave for love

But this adult sensibility

Lets me stray

And I compromise

My life is always compromise

Oh, tell me why

It’s all a senseless lie

The church is ruined

And the graves are deserted

Those hiding places

That we once haunted

Do you remember the old Scout Hut

When we hid in Dermoor’s shed?

And you know I lie

This pure indulgent fantasy

With a baby’s mind

I crave for love

But this adult sensibility

Lets me stray

And I compromise

My life is always compromise

Oh, tell me why

It’s all a senseless lie

And you know I lie

This pure indulgent fantasy

Knowing now it’s a dangerous thing

But this adult sensibility

Leads us astray

And you realised

Your thoughts are a long way away

And they prophesy

That man lives a hopeless lie