Pine Wood, no make believe, this not GTA - No Vine Wood.
Ride the bench in silence, silent wood, ride the bench like a mime would.
Raise early without a sound, be stealth, like a mime’s wood.
Hard surface/ carve out a manger, now that know where birth-is/
Amongst pines/ Lumberjack meets a mountain Jack, they’re both one of a kind/
Brokeback mountain - they both love the pine/ where the sun don’t shine/
One step ahead of the other, no matter who’s ahead, someone’s always behind.../