The Tree of Ages' Song
Hold my hand
For you will see
What you really
Mean to me
Life is short
And pain we bear
Though it can last
Throughout the years
Standing tall
Through loss and death
Whispered goodbyes
With our last breath
Remaining alone
Through change of season
Hearts harboring hate
Without true reason
Hold my hand
For I'll keep you near
Hold me tight
And I'll stop your tears
Please listen well
My words will do no wrong
I am the eternal tree
And this is my song