[Lyric] Witness Trees (Henry Jamison)

To be alone for a time, for a long time
On a road between contentments
Witness trees in a line, in a long line
Witness my resentments
Every petty little thought of mine

Where do you go, my darling?
When you do not sing
Where do you go?
And you've been told
The streaks of gold
In your hair mean nothing
Oh no, not so

To be afraid for a time, for long time
That there's no angel watching
I see a sign in the breeze
In the wind in the trees
In the skies over Austin

Where do you go, my darling?
Whеn you do not sing
Where do you go?
And you've been told
Thе streaks of gold
In your hair mean nothing
Oh no, not so