down by the lake
where the trees bend low
listen to the river
and drift into the flow
down by the lake where the trees bend low
a thousand winters
in the wind and snow
in the wind and snow
keeper of the dream
from before the earth was born
keeper of the dream
and the everlasting soul
listen to her leaves
and the elemental song
twisting like a snake
to the heavens up above
woven like a rope
and climbing every rung
heaven, it awaits
in the roots and in the trunk
the dance is taking place
in the branches and the buds
down by the lake where the trees bend low
there is the mother
of the ancient grove
down by the lake
where the trees bend low
listen to the river
and drift into the flow
down by the lake where the trees bend low
down by the lake where the trees bend low
this is but a dream
and it's dreaming everyone
