Birch Grove

I forsee a time without me

So not unlike the trees

I've stood for so long

So long

Shading life inside the falling rain

All alone, in love with age and someone

Someone else

Sundays come and Sundays flee

Sundays wed

Won't you stand with me

Not someone

Not someone else

My seedlings grow, and grow

And home is whatever ground they hold

Shading life inside the falling rain

All alone, in love with age and someone

Someone else

But I've grown stronger

As someone, as someone

As someone else

Shading life inside the falling rain

All alone, in love with age and someone

Someone else

Sundays come and Sundays flee

Sundays wed

Won't you stand with me

Not someone

Not someone else

As my seedlings grow, and grow

Towards someone

Towards someone else

The birch grove stands for us