Johnny Flynn, Robert Macfarlane - Tree Rings lyrics
[Johnny Flynn, Robert Macfarlane - Tree Rings lyrics]
It was the first to the tellings
Of all of the fellings
The axes’ swings and the bite of the blade
Thirteen wings bind the forest kings
As the doorway opens into the shade
You called down the swallows and
We wore their wings
Followed that path to all that it brings
As we counted, oh we counted
A thousand tree rings
And the time of dreaming has come
In the dance of night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings
The lonely crow called
And the dark wood barked
And the yew buried floor in
The sun of the lark in the memory of water
Sea unwalked and unsaid
Untrodden, unbidden, unmade in our beds
See the bark never trodden
And the axe never swung
The dreams that we've had since
The battle was won a haunting, a blaze
Seven cloaks never worn
A thousand tree rings
And we counted, oh we counted
A thousand tree rings
And the time of dreaming has come
In the dance of night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings
And the time of dreaming has come
In the dance of night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings
Of all of the fellings
The axes’ swings and the bite of the blade
Thirteen wings bind the forest kings
As the doorway opens into the shade
You called down the swallows and
We wore their wings
Followed that path to all that it brings
As we counted, oh we counted
A thousand tree rings
And the time of dreaming has come
In the dance of night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings
The lonely crow called
And the dark wood barked
And the yew buried floor in
The sun of the lark in the memory of water
Sea unwalked and unsaid
Untrodden, unbidden, unmade in our beds
See the bark never trodden
And the axe never swung
The dreams that we've had since
The battle was won a haunting, a blaze
Seven cloaks never worn
A thousand tree rings
And we counted, oh we counted
A thousand tree rings
And the time of dreaming has come
In the dance of night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings
And the time of dreaming has come
In the dance of night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings