Birch Wandering Songtext

John-Krol, Louisa

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Birch Wandering Songtext
Did I hear you say they're wandering?
They're rendering the seas and seasons
And I hear they are wondering why
They would wander to their home in the sky -
O' the wandering, O' the sundering

And for the rendering, the hopes 'n' horses
When my feet are tired on moss an' grasses
O' the wandering, O' the sundering
Soon, o' how soon the Autumn comes along!
Here, yes even here, no-one will know you.
Over me the loneliness of trees
Rest 'n' rustle rolling over me
O' the wandering, O' the sundering

And the humming of your hopes 'n' horses,
For the tendering and wondering why -
O' the wandering, O' the sundering
O' how soon, how soon...
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