From the recording Small Birds of Sound
Lyrics
I’m sitting in this chair
May the world pass me by
May the everlasting sky envelope me
In my longing to be free perhaps I’ll become a tree
Watch the river flowing by
I am rooted in this place
May the sunlight on my face envelope me
In my longing to be free perhaps I’ll become a tree
Let it go, let it go, let it go
You’ll never know so let it go, just let it go
It might be so, but if it’s so you’ll never know
So let it go, let it go, let it go
Ain’t it funny ain’t it strange
To experience the range of simple motion
I might be rooted in my ways
But I’d rather be a tree than an ocean
Everybody wants a piece of me
But I am rooted in rebirth
May the sunlight on the earth envelope me
In my longing to be free perhaps I’ll become a tree
Let it go, let it go, let it go
You’ll never know so let it go, just let it go
It might be so, but if it’s so you’ll never know
So let it go, let it go, let it go
Ain’t it funny ain’t it strange
To experience the range of simple notion
I might be rooted in my ways
But I’d rather be a tree than an ocean
Ain’t it funny ain’t it strange
To experience a brain so filled with notion
I might be rooted in my ways
But I’d rather be a tree than an ocean