Out from the earth she ascends, her canopy unfolds and defends All that's pure, and true of her descent As storms clasp at our earnest eaves, whilst homes are destroyed and upheaved Know we'll fight bitterly to protect your roots to your leaves When we are gone, and our trunks have been felled Many more will more will be drawn to the stories you'll tell Upon your shoulder's you'll shield like a pillow All our kin will reside in shade of the tender willow Out from the earth she ascends, her canopy defends All pure, and true of her descent As storms clasp at our earnest eaves, and homes are upheaved Know we'll fight bitterly to protect your roots to your leaves When we are gone, and our trunks have been felled Many more will more will be drawn to the stories you'll tell Upon your shoulder's you'll shield like a pillow All our kin will reside in shade of the tender willow