pave my way through the green
from above i stare down at the crowds
i'll honour the roots and the clouds
with trembling hands i feel my pure life deep within
deep colour of the leaves awakes me
then all the fowls stay silent
and the leaves end their fall
the earth is breathing with me and i cry
she is now my beloved bride
sole inheritance and yield
to myself the pageantry of being lonely
i'm fit to be called a son of the minority
glad to be seen as an offkey in thy foreseen tune
fathomless wailing of the wind awakes me
it takes me up into the sky
then all the fowls stay silent
and the leaves end their fall
the earth is breathing with me and i cry
besieged by the boundless grandeur of these
could i swallow deep within of mother nature's seed
branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
to this oak wood i bestow my pagan purity
one with the earth pave my way through the green
from above i stare down at crowds
by the oaks i'll honour the roots
from above i stare down at crowds
besieged by the boundless grandeur of these
could i swallow deep within of mother nature's seed
branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
to this oak wood i bestow my pagan purity