Story Behind The Song

Song Of The Wood These Latin words hang over an instrument maker's shop and this poem/song inspired by them: Viva fui in silvis sum Dura occisa securi Dum vixi tacvi Mortua dulce cano Translation: I was alive in the woods, I was cut dow

Song Description

I was alive in the woods, I was cut down by a cruel ax. When I lived I was silent. In death, I sing sweetly Growing from the rich visual image of this translation from Latin, the story of the tree's transformation is told. The wood's rebirth is celebrate

Lyrics

Song Of The Wood

I was alive in the wood - Older and taller than others I stood

Long were the days that my roots filled the ground

And by a cruel ax was my body cut down



I was alive in the wood - Faithful I grew, but silent I stood

Now has my body been taken from me

For the birth of the wood is the death of the tree



The wind played its song as it rustled my leaves

The birds sang along when they nested in me

And my branches felt rhythm from rain as it fell

The earth sang her blessing - the sun tolled like a bell



When I was alive in the wood - Faithful I grew, but silent I stood

My body surrendered, my spirit set free

For the song of the wood now sings sweetly through me