Pearl Jam

Up here in my tree yeah...
Newspapers meant enough to me yeah...no...
No more crowbars to my head yeah...
I'm trading stories with the leaves instead yeah...
Wave to all my friends yeah...
They don't seem to notice me no...
All their eyes trained on the street yo oh...
Sidewalk cigarettes and scenes yeah...yeah...
Up here so high I start to escape
Up here so high the sky I scrape
I'm so high I hold just one breath here within my chest
Just like innocence...
I remember him, yeah...