AND ALSO THE TREES - The Woodcutter

And Also The Trees ‎-- Green Is The Sea, Label:NORMAL 134 All rights reserved for the producers. Lyrics: He tried to say That she meant nothing at all, Walk down the rivers And under bridges The bells mocked foolishly...foolishly Walk down the rivers And under bridges The bells mocked foolishly...foolishly Like dry leaves through scarce memories She would reach to him from the deep... he believed. She rides the waves That whisper up to the shores, Her crescent figure Through green waters glimmered The dream glossed estuary...estuary Her crescent figure Through green waters glimmered The dream glossed estuary...estuary Like dry leaves through scarce memories She would reach to him from the deep... he believed. The woodcutter he stared Towards the eastern coves. With eyes to stroke The torrid wave beaten shores, From the horizon Of nowhere she glided Her oak breast cut the sea...cut the sea. From the horizon Of nowhere she glided Her oak breast cut the sea...cut the sea. Like dry leaves through scarce memories She would reach to him from the deep... he believed. The woodcutter he stared Towards the eastern coves.