The Trees Move
Lyrics: Maureen S. O'Brien, 2/9/98
Music: ttto Julia Ecklar's "With the Trees"
Insp: "Schizogeny", The X-Files

I can feel the trees move. I can feel their leaves climb.
I can feel their roots reach through the graveyard of time.
With the trees I grow strong in the rain and the sun.
In my joys and my fears, with the trees, I am one.

I can make the trees move. I could hear how they called,
Rustling angrily loud, as my dad made me bawl.
My groves drown in my tears and there's blight on the bud;
So earth swallows him down, hides his guilt and my blood.

Now I can feel the trees move for those children alone,
But my father moves too, and he rattles his bones.
Grownups don't understand, and the children don't see,
So I'll cry on the land, let the trees set them free.

I can feel the trees move. I direct their attacks, 
But I see strangers dig, and the woodsman's bright axe
Says my heartwood has rotted; I must be cut down.
But I'll feed all the trees when I sleep in the ground.

I can feel the trees move. I can feel their leaves climb.
I can feel their roots reach through the graveyard of time.
With the trees I'll grow strong in the rain and the sun
And through all the long years, with the trees I'll be one.