| a tree is a fable of light to stand beneath the sun never counting the years to glow beneath the moon while the valley cries fall a thousand tears we will carry you on in a river past hope in a reason past words in a world before hours begin to believe in the sky the day returns the dark never knowing our fear to glow beneath the moon while the valley cries fall a thousand years we will carry you on in a river past end in a reason past days in a gentler wind let the answer grow old the earth returns the new never knowing our year we stand beneath our words while the valley cries fall a thousand years we will carry you home to a tree by a stream to a day by a night to the light for your dreams |