Albium

In a little while, I say,
In a short time, I can
See what to do. If I can.
Tomorrow is so far away.
That I can see, a tree.
Growing faster than me.
How can that be.
That this tree would be
Older than me.
I grow with the wind,
The sun, the water.
So does he.
History says it will
Happen again.
Will someone see,
A tree,
Older than me.
I grow with the wind,
The sun, the water.
So does he.
The sound of
The song.
Growing like
Me.