When the forest becomes a tree
I'll be sitting with my axe between my knees
When the river becomes the sea
I'll be swimming for what's left of me
When this village becomes a town
When it finally spreads its name around
I'll be watching from afar
With the comfort of my old guitar
//When this all is grass
When the petals take their bloom
I'll make sure that I have lots of room
When the sparrows come to nest
I'll make sure that they are treated best
When the tree finally dies
And I've wiped the tears out from my eyes
I will burn the land it filled
And another forest, I will build
//When this all is grass
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