The Tree
When your love rains down just like diamonds all around
Strange and changing sound transformation in the ground
Great and winding tree splits the earth from sea to sea
And my lover comes to me, bids me follow endlessly
As she laughs and starts to climb through the branches and the vines
Through the tangle of our minds
For this tree you see it grows, never-ending
When your love flows free just the way it’s meant to be
All these chains that bind I find I quickly leave behind
And all the earth below seems a thin and fleeting snow
And my father I concede is further up upon the tree
And his beard is made of bees dancing wildly in the leaves
And my lover says to me you must be blind if you’re to see
Must walk behind if you’re to lead
Must be the soil to the seed never-ending
For I feel the years like distant gears may turn and come to rest
Where they dwell within my chest
Let my spirit coalesce
Yes and death is dressed in colors blessed a mystery I confess I cannot see
When your love rains down the sound of singing so profound
Fills the ground so deep like a weeping mothers sleep
As a baby’s breath whispers death so none can hear
And I passed the ancient seer
Entering the atmosphere
In a tree that never ends with my lover and our friends
Entering the black of space
We replace the stars that shine never-ending