He of the Trees
Riverman
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He who makes all them branches bow He who colours the grove He who grows sterlings from a bough For whom treasures are known Long gone With an unbroken heart of gold I can feel you breathing In the woods you are dreaming Yes the trail may be cold and gone But the heart of a mother holds on Painting skies with the clouds again Shifting hues are you? Playing catch with the hounds again In hiding are you? Who's to say what they hear at night All those withering cries Are not just one of your lullabies For your stones and trees I can feel you breathing In the woods you are dreaming Yes the trail may be cold and gone But the heart of a mother holds on In then swept the autumn wind What news have you for me? Whisper all you hold For silence is cruelty I can feel you breathing In the woods you'll be dreaming Yes the trail may be cold and gone But the heart of a mother holds on
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