Beneath The Trees (Live at The Sharon Temple) Lyrics

Through the winding road beneath the trees

Walk the forest floor bathed in leaves

Fallen from up above, fallen below

Roots are broken but they found a new home

Clear as the sky on a star-y night in July

There's a crisp to the air as you hold out your heart, it is beating

The birds, they are singing, your loved ones are bringing you home

A collection of sound drifts into my ear

Somehow the forest knows what I need to hear

Clear as the sky on a star-y night in July

There's a crisp to the air as you hold out your heart, it is beating

The birds, they are singing, your loved ones are bringing you home

Clear as the sky on a star-y night in July

There's a crisp to the air as you hold out your heart, it is beating

The birds, they are singing, your loved ones are bringing you home