Underneath the leaves where the blackbirds turn bluenIf there's room for menThere's room for younPlace your ear to the ground, you hear a voicenIt sings this songnThe whole night longnI am the melody of the fallen treenWhat comes betweennYou and menSo sadly transient , you'd never guessnIt could ever benSo easy to seenAcross a frozen field you hear a callnWith the urgencynOf the boiling seanAll your hopes and dreams they rise and fallnSecretlynA cacophonynThe life and brutalitynThey all turn on menYou hope to someday seenPatientlynSo sadly obvious, you'd never guessnIt could ever benSo hard to see