There's something I must tell you

There's one thing you must know :

Green is the color I remember on the hills of long ago.

I was told to be watchful

I was told to beware.

For something in the way that he spoke showed he didn't care.

Suddenlythings are not as they ought to be and I know that it's destiny.

Destinyand just like before

I yearn for a return to the way things used to be.

He stood out in the shadows

He was not one to explain

Then he moved past the treesa distant figure against the green terrain.

Suddenlythings are not as they ought to be and I know that it's destiny.

Destinyand just like before

I yearn for a return to the way things used to be.

Out there stands a manzanita

Underneath there lies a stone

Without a name or a symbol

Fading in the waiting light alone.