Days in the Trees: Mahler

The rain fell soft on the green and distant fields
I saw you run to the shelter of the trees
I stood alone with weeds and broken brick
My pale fingers curled around blades of autumn grass

[Chorus]
I heard your feet crack earth and branch, but you were covered by the rain
I shouted out and called your name, but you were hiding in the trees
Days in the trees

You rubbed the sleep from my tired eyes
And let the real taste of God
Change the color of my thoughts

I was draining the heaven
From the warmth of your breast
Lighting fire on the stone

I tore at the seams of my smooth and laundered clothes
And ran to the trees, racing naked against the day

[Chorus]
The ascent to your heaven
Spending days in the trees
I can't stand them laughing at us