I Am Oak Palpable
I've heard of the truth
And the border of the mind
I've heard it in songs
And their neighboring landscapes
Grow over the meadow it cradles
(grow over, over heart)
Grow over all our hearts
(grow over, over heart)
Grow over the meadow it cradles
(grow over, over heart)
Grow over all our hearts
(grow over, over heart)
