BENEATH THE OLD YEW TREE:

Lay me beneath that old yew tree,

The one with the heart of gold,

The one that´s close to the waving sea.

 

Lay me beneath that old yew tree,

The one who holds secrets of old,

The one who has always been there for me.

 

Lay me beneath that old yew tree,

The one with wisdom of all life untold,

The one who is home to the bat & the bee.

 

Lay me beneath that old yew tree,

The one who prays to the God of winds,

The one who kneels upon her old bark knees.

 

Lay me beneath that old yew tree,

The one with the soul of sap-filled life,

The one who´s roots will now set me free.