i took a midnight walk
through the forest scarred
by fire
my footsteps fell on
layers of ashes
the wind blew strong through
leafless branches
it sounded like a song
and i heard the choir sing
i heard the choir sing
i heard the choir sing
“i’m not falling”
i’m not falling
when the last leaf drops
and there’s nothing left
to open towards the sun
it’s the reaching roots
gripping darkness deep
that keep that keep
that keep the tree breathing
keep the tree standing
keep the tree standing
keep the tree breathing
it sounds just like a song
and i hear the choir sing
“i’m not falling”
i’m not falling
