and then Ben Howard blows my mind, again.
“We stood steady as the stars in the woods
So happy hearted in the warmth
Rang true inside these bones
And when the old pine falls, we sing
Just to bless the morning
Careless and young, free as the birds that fly
With the weighless souls.
We grow, grow, steady as the morning
We grow, grow, older still
We grow, grow, happy as a new dawn
We grow, grow, older still.”
Ben Howard - Old Pine Official (by benhowardmusic)
