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 calmed 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 darksome night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings
The lonely crow called and the darkwood barked
And youth buried floor and the sun in the lot
In the memory of water, sea unwalked and unsailed
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 darksome night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings
And the time of dreaming has come
In the darksome night, calling for the light
Of a million moons, a thousand tree rings
