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Just because I stand still in one place And don't threaten to jump out at you You think you can take me for granted. Just because I have no tongue And no lungs to create a sound You regard me as mentally deficient. Just because I have no eyes And no ears to hear with You view me as unconscious. But I'm aware of your moods And I'm curious about them. And if I see you're upset I want you to climb up into my boughs And soothe you With my gentle rocking In the wind.- - -Peter Elliott - - - Return to "Blue Tie Vacation" Index Page