Magical Psychodisco v6 Tree by TATTBOY HOLDEN - 12/9/2026 [Verse] White electricity, like a dead shop sign Lit up the forks in the old gum tree I blinked and there he was Billy, tucked into the split Five foot ten, standing still Soft face, all calm Like the tree had made a room for him And decided to keep it [Pre-Chorus] The branches held their breath Then the whole canopy came up bright [Chorus] Billy in the branches, lit like wire Hardly moving, but he took the whole sky In that hundred-fifty-year-old tree Like the wood had called him up to be seen Where the thick limbs split and rise That white pulse on both sides Billy, steady on a live line Billy in the branches, and the tree held him there [Verse] No drama in him Just a straight spine, quiet eyes The trunk held him like a bench Like this was always the place Every branch above him Strong enough to take the weight And there he was Looking out like he belonged to the day [Bridge] Maybe the tree kept that space Through heat, wind, and hard rain A pocket in the wood For something fragile to stay [Chorus] Billy in the branches, lit like wire Hardly moving, but he took the whole sky In that hundred-fifty-year-old tree Like the wood had called him up to be seen Where the thick limbs split and rise That white pulse on both sides Billy, steady on a live line Billy in the branches, and the tree held him there
