| THE TREE by Dana Lyons, copyright 1987 There's a river flowing near me And I've watched that river change and grow For eight hundred years I have lived here Through the wind, the fire and the snow I see salmon return every summer And I watch young owls learn to fly I have felt the claws of the grizzley And I have heard the lone wolf's cry I have seen great glaciers melting And I've met lightning eye to eye But now I hear bulldozers coming And I know that I am soon to die Who will house the owl And who will hold that river shore And who will take refuge in my shadow When my shadow falls no more But now, I hear children running And circling my trunk, hands soft and strong People are holding to my branches So the wind may always carry my song www.danalyons.com Reigning Records, PO Box 2627, Bellingham, WA 98227 USA |