Dario Durastanti - trees

Hello
Welcome to
That little creek
that you thought you knew
Much has changed, just take a look at the view
But to me it's still the same, 'cause all I remember is you

So we walk
Through the wood
You hold my hand
And it's understood
You gathered sticks on the way so we could build a fire
And in the firelight I could see all that I require

Here we sit
With the trees
You say you hear them whisper
But I think it's the breeze
We made a promise that in fifty years we would return
And those trees are still here along with the lessons we learned

Written by:
Dario Durastanti

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