I don't mind
If you might think
I'm half-crazy all of the time

Because I told you
That I have
Something epic on my mind
Science tells us, it's no lie

At times a tree can fly
As the flames are rising
In this boreal wood, u-hu, u-hu
I'll be your fir tree rocketeer

And give you a lift if I could
I'll admit
That my endeavor
Is not an easy one

Being smoked
By forest fire
Is not part of the fun
But this inferno shoots my spruce

Into the stratosphere
As the flames are rising
In this boreal wood, u-hu, u-hu
I'll be your fir tree rocketeer
And give you a lift if I could

I don't mind
If you might think
I'm half-crazy all of the time
Because I told you
That I have
Something epic on my mind