The ground wrings an unknown strain
Hear the prattle of the birds flying our way
The trees sway to the young one's piping
Will you stay to listen to me sing?
Seeker, do you ever come to wonder
If what you're looking for is within where you hold
Will you leave a trail for them to follow a path
When the roof is ever changing
Neath the grove is a heart
Will you stay and tell a tale
Would you want to tear it down
Do not walk to where you were
Listen to the willow, listen to the sound
Listen to my voice, you should hear me now
When the earth is ever changing
Neath the grove is a heart
Will you stay and tell a tale
Or would you want to tear it all down
When the roof is ever changing
Neath the grove is a heart
Will you stay and tell a tale
Would you want to tear it down
When the roof is ever changing
Neath the grove is a heart
Will you stay and tell a tale
Would you want to tear it down
When the roof is ever changing
Neath the grove is a heart
Will you stay and tell a tale
Would you want to tear it down
How do I begin when the roof is ever changing