Trees stand strong shading us all
We take from their life we hear their call
Hypnotised by the dark forest deep
Under their branches we’re wont to sleep
Like birds we nestle in giants tall
When the woes of life bring about a fall
When we face the sad fact that life is cheap
Trees stand strong
When bitter is life’s cup of gall
We hear the dreaded death bell’s pall
Limp our bodies can only creep
When even the skies with us do weep
When all we hit is a hard brick wall
Trees stand strong
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