Pines

Tread soft and light Leave no path among the pines Greet the morning as it comes So clear and bright All the melodies reside In the rising of the sun Runs Ooh, ooh, ooh Now the scene unfolds And the endless story's told And we simply play a part But my soul implores "Have I not been here before?" As the rhythm of my heart Runs Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Such beauty in Our impermanence How we rise and fall Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh