In the redwood forest I find a fallen giant Whose roots tower over me Once touched the sky Now resting at my feet

I walk around to take a look At the body of an ancient being A whole new world grows on it’s back And I’m humbled

It must have lived a thousand years or more And now in death it bursts with Moss and ferns Slugs, birds, berries and clovers Salamanders, witches butter So much life and so much color

I won’t live a thousand years I won’t grow 400 feet I don’t know when I’ll fall But when I do, I know what awaits me

Like the fallen giant I will rest where I once stood All the little bits that made me up Will break down, go back to the earth And carry on Forever and ever Carry on Forever and ever