The Willow Tree

The willow tree, it stands so tall
Its leaves and branches caress the wall
It shrouds the church, its secrets kept
From those abused and left bereft
The man in black and collar white
Takes his thoughts home at night
Opens his book and verses read he
lies uneasy in his bed

The willow tree, leaves that fall
It listened to the autumn call
The man in black collar white
prepares his sermon late that night
He hears a soft whispering breeze
Coming from the willow trees
Tell your secrets to the flock, the doors to heaven will unlock

He leads the choir, the songs they sing
His God forgives every sin
He stands there at his altar tall
Believing he'll still get the call

The willow tree in winter slept
No more secrets to be kept
The trumpets for redemption called
The man in black told one and all
The Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Forgive him for he sinned the most

The willow tree, leaves in bud
The spring is here, it brings new love
The man in black and collar white
Takes his thoughts home at night
Opens his book and verses read, he lies uneasy in his bed

The willow tree, it stands so tall
Its leaves and branches caress the wall
It shrouds the church, its secrets kept
From those abused and left bereft