# 1

Hi, I'm Adam. This is my blog.

I've been considering keeping an online journal for a few months now. So, being the hop-on-the-bandwagon kind of person that I am (riiiiight), when Jim started his blog a couple weeks ago (http://jtourville.blogspot.com/) the motivation came to me to start mine. Not that anything happening in my life is nearly as important to share as what's going on in yours, Jim. But here it is anyway. Even if no one else ever reads this, I think it'll be somewhat cathartic for me to write it. And so, for my first post, here are the song lyrics for which this site is named:

In My Tree
from Pearl Jam's No Code

Up here in my tree. Yeah.
Newspapers matter not to me. Yeah.
No, no more crowbars to my head. Yeah.
I'm trading stories with the leaves instead. Yeah.

I wave to all my friends. Yeah.
They don't seem to notice me. No.
Ah, their eyes strait on the street. Yo! Oh...
Sidewalks cigarettes and seams. Yeah. Yeah...

Up here so high I start to shake.
Up here so high the sky I scrape.
I'm so high I hold just one breath deep within my chest just like innocence.

(Eddie's down in his home)
(Oh, the blue sky it's his home)
(Eddie's blue sky home)
(Oh, the blue sky it's his home)

I remember when, yeah
I swore I knew everything. Oh, yeah.
They say knowledge is a tree. Yeah.
It's growing up just like me. Yeah.

I'm so light the wind me shakes.
I'm so high the sky I scrape.
Yea, I'm so high I hold just one breath, to go back to my nest, to sleep with innocence.

Up here so high the boughs they break.
Up here so high the sky I scrape.
And my eyes feel both wide open.
And I got a glimpse of my inner sense.
Got back my innocence. Still got it. Still got it.