In the love of trees
The priest bows to one knee
He is feeling the love of God
He feels
And the sun gets higher
Cool mixes with warmth
The infinite jesters dance into the distance
And he sits and ponders
Life has a way with the wanderers
It is sun splashing waves
There is no escape
No hate
Just the beauty of the trees.
The priest bows to one knee
He is feeling the love of God
He feels
And the sun gets higher
Cool mixes with warmth
The infinite jesters dance into the distance
And he sits and ponders
Life has a way with the wanderers
It is sun splashing waves
There is no escape
No hate
Just the beauty of the trees.