up here in my tree, yeah
  newspapers matter not to me, yeah
  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, (tem-pted)
  up here so high i start to shake
  up here so high the sky i scrape
  i'm so high i hold just one breath here within my chest
  just like innocence
  (eddie's down in his home)
  (oh, the blue sky it's his home)
  (eddie's blue sky home)
  (oh, the blue sky it's his home)
  i remember when, yeah
  i swore i knew everything, oh yeah
  let's say knowledge is a tree, yeah
  it's growing up just like me, yeah
  i'm so light the wind he shakes
  i'm so high the sky i scrape
  i'm so light i hold just one breath and go back to my nest
  sleep with innocence...
  up here so high the boughs they break
  up here so high the sky i scrape
  had my eyes peeled both wide open, and i got a glimpse
  of my innocence... got back my inner sense...
  baby got it, still got it