Lyrics

Grandmother Tree

There’s a girl who lives in the forest
In a garden she’s borrowed from the land
Sometimes squirrels and birds come to visit
They let her feed them right from her hand

But there’s a secret she’s hiding
She keeps it even from herself
All the worry she carries
Belongs to someone else

In the morning she goes walking
Up the hill to the grandmother tree
As she lies there she listens
To the voice she hears singing in the leaves

Tell me the story of your heart
Breathe out all the lies that they told you
Let the new story start
You can rest while I hold you

There’s a girl who lives in the forest
In a garden she’s borrowed from the land
She’s the one that I love
She’s the one with the kind, gentle hands

Tell me the story of your heart
Breathe out, and let all your hope in
Let the new story start
How much can you open?