Heartwood

One, two, one Would you hew to the heartwood cutter? Would you lay me low beneath your feet? Listen to my sap mutter Hear my heartwood beat Would you throw me on the log pile cutter? Would you toss me to the steel saw blade? Listen to my leaves flutter Hear my heartwood break Would you lean your back against me cutter? Would you rest your axe a while and sleep? Listen to the saw guy utter Hear my heartwood weep Hear my heartwood Heartwood Hear my heartwood I drink the rain I eat the sun I give the breath that fills your lungs I hear the roaring engines thrum But I cannot run Would you hew me to the heartwood cutter? Would you lay me low beneath your feet? Listen to my sap mutter Hear my heartwood beat Hear my heartwood Heartwood Hear my heartwood