Oak

The hull of the ship that clouds the sea
The ink that keeps our history
The axes half that fells the tree
That fells the tree

The poplar is the whispering tree
And the rowan is the sheltering tree
The willow is the weeping tree
And the oak is waiting

The fire burns and it makes this home
Built around these seasoned bones
The chair pulled up beside the hearth
And the sleepers of the iron path

The poplar is the whispering tree
And the rowan is the sheltering tree
The willow is the weeping tree
And the oak is waiting

The poplar is the whispering tree
And the rowan is the sheltering tree
The willow is the weeping tree
And the oak is waiting

The wheel that makes the seasons turn
The beasts that shelter in the barn
This table that we sing around
And the casket we put in the ground

The poplar is the whispering tree
And the rowan is the sheltering tree
The willow is the weeping tree
And the oak is waiting

The poplar is the whispering tree
And the rowan is the sheltering tree
The willow is the weeping tree
And the oak is waiting

Three hundred years to grow
Three hundred more to thrive
Three hundred years to die
Nine hundred years go by

Three hundred years to grow
Three hundred more to thrive
Three hundred years to die
Nine hundred years go by

Three hundred years to grow
Three hundred more to thrive
Three hundred years to die
Nine hundred years alive

Alive
Alive
Alive
Alive
Alive



Credits
Writer(s): Jim Molyneux, Julie Mairi Fowlis, Seckou Keita, Karine Anne Polwart, Beth Porter, Rachel Sandra Macleod Newton, Jackie Morris, Kris John Robert Drever, Robert Macfarlane
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