A tree beneath a sunny sky

Lingering onwards up the blue sky

Eager to have a lovely trunk like a skunk

 

A tree beneath a sunny sky

A tree beneath a sunny sky

A tree beneath a sunny sky

 

As the sun was setting, the sound of whispers came about

In moon's gentle embrace, stars ignite

A symphony of silence, whispers of the night

 

It gave shivers up and high upon the mountaintop so steep,

where secrets ancient lay buried deep

The wind did whisper, the trees did sigh 

A tale of old that touched the sky