We really hope you enjoy this one. It's been a long, LONG time coming. 

[Lyrics]

I'm not sleeping again
Tonight I'll try to pretend

I have had something on my
-but you have got something to say
There is just one thing on my 
-but you have got something to say, to say,
Always something to say.

Ha ha

When the eyes that are watching look away
We will live in our backpacks and be saved

I have had something on my 
-but you have got something to say
There is just one thing on my
-but you have got something to say, to say, 
Always something to say.

I was slowly walking, safe under the shade
You were there, entangled in the messes we've made
Could you see me?
Did you see me leaving in the night?
Did you cry or did you know that it would be alright?

Ha ha ha ha

Well, the wind it was talking,
It whispered my name but I was unaware
Of its attempts to brainwash me
I began to wonder and question nearly everything

I looked at you, you looked at me
With smiling eyes and restless feet
When you began to laugh
And it was so contagious and oh, oh, oh
How we did wander all across the countryside

And with a childlike innocence,
We crossed a field and hopped a fence
When we turned eye to eye 
With a plant that shook our hands.
You said, 'Do the Trees ever wonder,
Why they breathe through every leaf?'

Woah

You were running faster than,
My smoking lungs could keep up with.
I shouted out 'I'm dying!'
You halted there, and shouted back 
'Do you think we'll be together 
If our bodies die but not our minds?'

I guess that all depends on
Who is right and who is wrong but
I would like to think there's something
More valuable to consciousness 

And if our bodies die
But not our minds
I'd like to stick around with you,
And oh... woah.

The Trees Part 1/Part 2

Binary Daydream is the recent work of artists Cody Thompson and Caylin James. They are bringing the sound of space-dreamy indie rock to Louisville Kentucky. Thank you all for the support and feel free to download our tracks.