The Old Tree
[Instrumental]
(Verse 1)
Hmmmmmmm
In the shadow of the ancient oak,
I found my heart, I found my hope.
Leaves like laughter in the gentle breeze,
Stories whispered through the rustling trees.
(Chorus)
I remember when I first felt small,
Underneath your branches, I could stand tall.
You held my dreams in your gentle sway,
Guiding my spirit, come what may.
[Instrumental]
(Verse 2)
Every sunset paints your bark with gold,
Tales of the stars in your arms unfold.
I danced with shadows on a summer night,
You caught my laughter, held it tight.
Hmmmmmmm
(Chorus)
Each story carved in your rugged skin,
Reflects the battles, the losses, the wins.
I grew in your shadow, learned to believe,
In the strength of the leaves that never leave.
[Instrumental]
(Bridge)
When storms roll in and the skies turn gray,
You stand unwavering, guiding my way.
With every gust, I feel your grace,
In your canopy, I've found my place.
Hmmmmmmm
(Chorus)
Oh, the oldest tree, you shelter me,
With roots that reach deep into the sea.
Your wisdom flows like the rivers wide,
In your embrace, I can find my pride.
[Instrumental]
(Outro)
So here's to the echoes of the days gone by,
Under your branches, I can touch the sky.
With each rustling leaf, I hear the call,
In this land of dreams, I can have it all.
Hmmmmmmm
[Instrumental]
[End]
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The Old Tree
[Instrumental]
(Verse 1)
Hmmmmmmm
In the shadow of the ancient oak,
I found my heart, I found my hope.
Leaves like laughter in the gentle breeze,
Stories whispered through the rustling trees.
(Chorus)
I remember when I first felt small,
Underneath your branches, I could stand tall.
You held my dreams in your gentle sway,
Guiding my spirit, come what may.
[Instrumental]
(Verse 2)
Every sunset paints your bark with gold,
Tales of the stars in your arms unfold.
I danced with shadows on a summer night,
You caught my laughter, held it tight.
Hmmmmmmm
(Chorus)
Each story carved in your rugged skin,
Reflects the battles, the losses, the wins.
I grew in your shadow, learned to believe,
In the strength of the leaves that never leave.
[Instrumental]
(Bridge)
When storms roll in and the skies turn gray,
You stand unwavering, guiding my way.
With every gust, I feel your grace,
In your canopy, I've found my place.
Hmmmmmmm
(Chorus)
Oh, the oldest tree, you shelter me,
With roots that reach deep into the sea.
Your wisdom flows like the rivers wide,
In your embrace, I can find my pride.
[Instrumental]
(Outro)
So here's to the echoes of the days gone by,
Under your branches, I can touch the sky.
With each rustling leaf, I hear the call,
In this land of dreams, I can have it all.
Hmmmmmmm
[Instrumental]
[End]
[Instrumental]
(Verse 1)
Hmmmmmmm
In the shadow of the ancient oak,
I found my heart, I found my hope.
Leaves like laughter in the gentle breeze,
Stories whispered through the rustling trees.
(Chorus)
I remember when I first felt small,
Underneath your branches, I could stand tall.
You held my dreams in your gentle sway,
Guiding my spirit, come what may.
[Instrumental]
(Verse 2)
Every sunset paints your bark with gold,
Tales of the stars in your arms unfold.
I danced with shadows on a summer night,
You caught my laughter, held it tight.
Hmmmmmmm
(Chorus)
Each story carved in your rugged skin,
Reflects the battles, the losses, the wins.
I grew in your shadow, learned to believe,
In the strength of the leaves that never leave.
[Instrumental]
(Bridge)
When storms roll in and the skies turn gray,
You stand unwavering, guiding my way.
With every gust, I feel your grace,
In your canopy, I've found my place.
Hmmmmmmm
(Chorus)
Oh, the oldest tree, you shelter me,
With roots that reach deep into the sea.
Your wisdom flows like the rivers wide,
In your embrace, I can find my pride.
[Instrumental]
(Outro)
So here's to the echoes of the days gone by,
Under your branches, I can touch the sky.
With each rustling leaf, I hear the call,
In this land of dreams, I can have it all.
Hmmmmmmm
[Instrumental]
[End]
Writer: Bruce Alan Marcom
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC