Hidden in treetops

There’s another world to find

If you just look up

Out of the darkness

The bleak silence of winter

New life emerges

Broken limbs hang low

Drag me down below, I drown

Searching for my crown

A fallen hero

In death and decay, you are

Still home to thousands

You were here before

My parents were born; you will

Outlive my children

Trees can’t move their roots

They grow where they were planted

But they can still grow