[Verse 1] I laid my hand upon an ancient oak Felt the earth awaken where its roots had spoke Deep beneath the soil where the old songs run Carrying the stories since the world was young It watched the rise of kings and the fall of stone Watched forgotten nations turn to dust and bone Through every storm and every passing age The forest keeps its secrets written on the page [Pre-Chorus] Beneath our feet the old roots intertwine Passing ancient wisdom through the threads of time [Chorus] If only we listened To the whispers in the leaves To the voices of the forest Riding on the evening breeze From the mighty oak standing through the years To the sequoias reaching to the stars They are the keepers of forgotten dreams The bridge between what was and what will be If only we listened ⸻ [Verse 2] The deer sleep safely underneath their arms The owl guards the darkness from the coming harm The fox walks softly where the shadows grow Following the pathways only forests know Every living creature finds a place to rest Held within the shelter of the forest’s chest A thousand beating hearts beneath the boughs Bound together then and bound together now [Pre-Chorus] Beneath our feet the old roots intertwine Passing ancient wisdom through the threads of time [Chorus] If only we listened To the whispers in the leaves To the heartbeat of the forest Echoing beneath our feet From the mighty oak standing through the years To the sequoias reaching to the stars They are the keepers of forgotten dreams The bridge between what was and what will be If only we listened ⸻ [Bridge] And when the giants finally meet the ground Their spirits never leave, they’re all around The roots still travel through the earth below Feeding future forests from the seeds they sow Every ring a memory, every scar a tale Of fire, flood, and storms they somehow sailed The oldest witnesses the world has known Holding every chapter written into stone ⸻ [Ritual Chant] Roots below and stars above Carry the memory, carry the blood Roots below and stars above Carry the memory, carry the blood Ancient ones still speak tonight Through the cedar, oak, and pine ⸻ [Final Chorus] If only we listened We would hear the earth still sing Through the cedar and the redwood Through every living thing For they have stood where our ancestors stood Guarding the wild places as they always would The oldest teachers this world has ever known Standing between the heavens and the stones If only we listened If only we listened The forest remembers… The forest remembers…
