The seed awaits
The death of flowers
A wind through the leaves
A quake in the bowers
Fade and fade
And turn to dust
In this birth a death
A sigh at breath
Petals fall from the rowan tree
Fall apart, make way to thee
The seed awaits
The deadly hours
A wind through the leaves
A quake in the bowers
Fade and fade
And turn to dust
In this birth a death
A sigh a breath
Ashes fall from the old oak tree
Fall apart, make way to thee
Rowan, ash, willow, oak
Rowan, ash, willow, oak
A white hand unfurls
Awake from your slumber
Through blackened earth you go
Eternal night you wander
Rowan, ash, willow, oak
Rowan, ash, willow, oak
A green hand unfurls
Awake from your slumber
Crane towards the sun
Greet the morning
Rowan, ash, willow, oak