You have to forget but you're gonna remember that we have

 the best trees. we have the best ones can we agree on that,

I'm tied to every one I've ever loved by a slinky-measuring tape-spool of yarn

falling down a flight of stairs, pawed around, push that little button when I'm slapped

right back to that first tree. 

we always just knew. knew they didn't belong to us, nah. 

They stand out that first tree

in some woods behind places that have forgotten us.

"We thought this was a mutual forget agreement.  

That is the way it is ya know don't you remember" say some woods behind 

places that have forgotten me.  

"It was. I remember"