Further from my widowed home
Take the road that sets into the sun
Waiting for my skin and bone
To return and see what I've become
Summer has not yet been here
Though my days are long
Take me back to when the night was young
And another song was sung
What of all those pretty tales
The ones that took me to this door
Is it comfort in the salvers way
Is it comfort upon this wooden floor
Tell you is it a failure to forget
The ones you once held dear
And I tried to remember
But my mind is no longer clear
Oooh ooooh oooh, you recognise me
Oooh ooooh oooh, I follow far, far from the trees
Oooh ooooh oooh, the roots came out, up to my knees
Oooh ooooh oooh, they twisted round
I made no sound... No sound
I wondered till my brittle bones had succumbed
And pulled me to the stone
Further from the towns you've known
I'll remain from where I have begun
Summer before I start
I was kicking home stones as a child
In the meadow when the storm came through
And I burrowed straight back to you
Oooh ooooh oooh, you recognise me
Oooh ooooh oooh, I follow from, far from the trees
Oooh ooooh oooh, the roots came out, up to my knees
Oooh ooooh oooh, they twisted round
I made no sound... No sound
Would you ever doubt my love
When my day is done
I'll lay down my body
Within this earth I've won
Would you try to follow
The roads I had to walk
There's a whisper in the willow
For there you'll hear me talk