Tree, so tall, your leaves so green,
You wave to everyone who passes by,
You speak with the wind so dry,
You find water for me to drink, water so clean.
Tree, so tall, your leaves so green,
Thank you for saving me from the red dye,
That comes from the great blue sky,
Now I’m sad, for now you lean.
Tree, so tall, your leaves so green,
You touch the great blue sky;
And sometimes, I ask, “Why
Was your death not nice but mean?"
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