The Tree That Was
The tree that was Fell into the night I just heard it go It was no great sight The tree that was A home to be, The one who listened For all those years. The tree that listened To nighttime blues To broken hearts To quiet stares The tree that stood When mortals fell When times went dark When the world went to hell The tree that stayed Like a friend Was taken out By the wind An old, old tree That was so tall And was a home Before its fall The tree that was A home, a friend Caught in storm Met its end.