View of a Million Trees by Thrawsunblat Lyrics
As I climb mount Parafac
With the weight of the urns on my back
I grieve you
I grieve the four of you
As I reach the snowbound rock
With the weight of the earth on my back
I must leave you
I must heave you to the winds
View of a million trees
Brings this sorrowed king to his knees
View of a million trees
I am not what I once was
Before these four deaths because
Each tore out and gored my battered heart
A man awake but with no breath
Part of me torn out with each death
Alive, yet dying for rebirth
View of a million trees
And a sky burial for thee
Too much death around me
To ever be reborn
Too much death around me
I must put these ghosts to rest
A thousand lakes crowned in pine
Gleam beneath this mountain spine
Relieve you
Receive you in their midst
Would that you could see this aerial
Altar at your skyward burial
Fly, fly on the four winds!
View of a million trees
I feel the death release me
My spirit becoming clean
I feel the death release me
I lay what I was to rest
I can feel the silence
All across the land
Bearing peace and solace
To this sorrowed man
I can feel the silence
Misting whisper song
Lifting off the burden
I’ve worn for so long
With the weight of the urns on my back
I grieve you
I grieve the four of you
As I reach the snowbound rock
With the weight of the earth on my back
I must leave you
I must heave you to the winds
View of a million trees
Brings this sorrowed king to his knees
View of a million trees
I am not what I once was
Before these four deaths because
Each tore out and gored my battered heart
A man awake but with no breath
Part of me torn out with each death
Alive, yet dying for rebirth
View of a million trees
And a sky burial for thee
Too much death around me
To ever be reborn
Too much death around me
I must put these ghosts to rest
A thousand lakes crowned in pine
Gleam beneath this mountain spine
Relieve you
Receive you in their midst
Would that you could see this aerial
Altar at your skyward burial
Fly, fly on the four winds!
View of a million trees
I feel the death release me
My spirit becoming clean
I feel the death release me
I lay what I was to rest
I can feel the silence
All across the land
Bearing peace and solace
To this sorrowed man
I can feel the silence
Misting whisper song
Lifting off the burden
I’ve worn for so long