Tree of Rhyme

[Verse 1]
I took a tree into the town
To see if it would grow
Not knowing I was affixed
To the fate of the seed I'd sown
My roots are solid underground
Fed by the warm spring rain
Where thunder's fierce and fickle winds
Find compromise insane

[Chorus]
I seek refuge in this tree of rhyme
Into its arms I climb
Frightened by the terror of the scythe
There will be peace with the wind and rain
The roundness of the earth and flame
This tree is more constant than I
This tree is more constant than I

[Verse 2]
My tree has flourished the same as I
Though invisible at times
Beneath the rubble of vacant eyes
The seed divides and climbs
As if part of a forgotten age
When business was a vice
And virtue was merely picking fruit
In some patient paradise

[Chorus]
I seek refuge in this tree of rhyme
Into its arms I climb
Frightened by the terror of the scythe
There will be peace with the wind and rain
The roundness of the earth and flame
This tree is more constant than I
This tree is more constant than I

[Verse 3]
I pity those without a tree
As birth has doomed no one
For bricks are merely mud and straw
Canals are just rivers won
For nature schemes in cracks and seams
Waiting for a time to bloom
Even down in that soot gray town
In some forgotten room

[Chorus]
I seek refuge in this tree of rhyme
Into its arms I climb
Frightened by the terror of the scythe
There will be peace with the wind and rain
The roundness of the earth and flame
This tree is more constant than I
This tree is more constant than I