Hippy Days

So I've been thinking about this tree, dont' ask me, and wanted to write a story song about it after listening to some folk stuff lately.

D C G D
There is a tree growing wide and tall
and your leaves are green like emeralds
I saw you first when you were just a seed
barely strong enough to stand the cold

You sit as if you’re a king among the trees
with a story to tell, with roots spread deep
that have drank their fill of tears
and made a man young with laugher

When those crows come resting on you
when the moon has hidden her face
You feel alone while winter’s on her way
and everyone’s gone till next year

You’re skin is like the brightest copper
You’d sell your blood for just one touch
I promise to come and see you soon
Oh faithful friend, when spring is again

There is a season for everything

Wedding of the Lamb

A new song I'm working on....love it, love it. That's all i gots to say.

C Cmaj7 Em7 Em
Like the sun, like a lily, You are fair
C Cmaj7 Em7 Em
and grace pours from You like water
Am F C G
You stand above the sons of men
Am F Em
You, who is like no other, whose love
Em7 G
never ends and redeems the wasteland

C Cmaj7 Em7 Em
The King, he has a daughter
C Camj7 Em7 Em
She is endless beautiful within,
Am F C G
a rose in a wilderness of sand
Am F Em
She’ll be led to the King pure in heart
Em7 G
with a name said throughout the nations

C G Am F
We will dance together
C G Am F
On that day we’ll be one
C G Am F
When Your heart beats with gladness
G
And the Spirit and the Bride say come