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