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 siren's wail
The comfort upon this wooden floor?
Tell you, is it a failure to forget the ones you once held dear?
And I try to remember but my mind is no longer clear

Ooooh... you've recognized me
(Ooooh...) I followed far, far from the trees
(Ooooh...) the roots came up, up to my knees
(Ooooh...) they twisted 'round
I made no sound... no sound

I wandered 'til my brittle bone had succumbed and pulled me to the stone
Further from the towns you've known I'll remain from where I had begun
Stumble before I start I was kicking all the stones as a child
In the meadow when the storm came through and I burrowed straight back to you

Ooooh... you've recognized me
(Ooooh...) I followed far, far from the trees
(Ooooh...) the roots came up, up to my knees
(Ooooh...) they twisted 'round
I made no sound... no sound

Would you ever doubt my love when my day is done?
I 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, from there you'll hear me talk