Whisper of the Pines

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[Verse]
The trees don't talk but they hum real low
Their secrets ride the wind where the rivers flow
A rustle a murmur a sound you can't see
The forest holds its breath for me

[Chorus]
Whisper of the pines calling my name
A thousand green hands all waving the same
No map no compass just the stars to blame
Whisper of the pines calling my name

[Verse 2]
Moss wraps the stones like a lover's embrace
The sun drips gold in this hidden place
Shadows dance slow where the wild things hide
I lose my way but I feel alive

[Bridge]
Branches like fingers scratch at the sky
Clouds drift lazy and wonder why
The earth spins quiet beneath my feet
A heartbeat a rhythm a steady beat

[Chorus]
Whisper of the pines calling my name
A thousand green hands all waving the same
No map no compass just the stars to blame
Whisper of the pines calling my name

[Outro]
The trees don't talk but they hum real low
And somewhere in the hum my soul will go