Janne Westerlund - Treetops lyrics

hear the treetops hear the treetops bending in the wind white noise singing madrigals on the aspen leaves about the ones who've gone about the days to come fierce serenity hear the treetops hear the high wind hear the high wind sighing shouting whispering about remembering about re-entering the corridors of light the arching lines of the pines like a blind the wind feels the treetops