Leaves

No matter what happens next I know
None of us is a dead end dangling
From a sprawling treetop canopy
None of us is a dead end dangling

Fleshy fruit or brittle twig in the breeze
We all fall down eventually
Care for the soil and the little seeds
Immeasurable mulching of our leaves

Oooh ooooh

No matter how dark it gets I know
I can see the violet in the rainbow
Piercing through the haze in the winter
I can see the violet in the rainbow

Set my anchor let my kite soar
Intertwining roots on the forest floor
Take a little, give a little more
No one can tell you what your love is for

Just care for the soil and the seeds... oooooh
Brittle twig in the breeze... oooooh
Mulching over our leaves... oooooh
Mulching over our leaves... oooooh



Credits
Writer(s): Megan Keely
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