One dark day the trees began a trumpet sound,

trumpet sound

We sat listening patiently, the sky was near

and i felt the trembling motion

we ran out to see the future, from the ground

from the ground

from the ground

from the ground

people died and people risen everywhere

We held hands and made a circle

quietly from the ground

quietly from the ground

We returned and set the table, by the door


(Thanks to Stephanie for these lyrics)