Lyrics

Hear the Trees, by Amber Crowley@2021
Messages on branches, in the language of the leaves Penned upon leaf parchment, in their vein’s calligraphy, Before the birth of written word
Long before the dawn of man,
Hear the trees sing, you will understand.
Hear the trees sing to the rhythm of the wind,
Seeds of song that they bring
are sown across the land.
Their melodies weave mysteries
in the language of the leaves
Hear the trees sing to the rhythm of the wind.
Through Roots below vibrations flow from the center of our earth. The rhythm sounding underground, to herald music’s birth.
A forest chorus sounding strong, long before the song of man. hear the trees sing to the rhythm of the wind.
Warring nations gathered ‘neath the sacred white pine tree.
They buried their hate and weapons underneath the tree of peace. could we find that kind of peace if we listened carefully
Hear the trees sing, to the rhythm of the wind
Lyrical a miracle
Listen and you can,
Hear the trees sing to the rhythm of the wind.
Roots below bring truths that flow
from earth’s eternal spring.
Hear the trees sing to the rhythm of the wind.