You had always told me to listen
To the wood that I walked through
And it wasn't until today that I did
I listened to the babeling rivers
To the steady oaks that lined my path
They spoke of your sorrow
Spoke of what I hadn't known
Because you kept yourself
Locked so far away
That only the trees could hear
Your cries at night
But they gave me this knowledge
Of that which pains you
Because it pains me too
And to help you
I must help myself
So there can be another night
Where I can dry your tears
As you dried mine
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