Written by DragonHug --- There is a tree, old as time. Ancient crowns atop, free to climb. Overlooking the, Melo-Miri. Wrapped in the hum, of her melody-feel. --- Tree meets, many a wandering folk. Always listens, to their laughter and jokes. Even though they linger forever not. Tree remains always, never rots. Creatures, beings, all are welcomed, under longest, branches bent. None there is, that can't be friend. --- Tree, old as time. Its name is Tree, for it named the rest. Lulamara's first friend... Tree, old as time. Seen every weather, remembers every song. Beneath its sky of leaves, all living things belong. --- Tree's bark, tells of, days of, yore. Stories, songs and myths, on bark stored... Mountains, old, entwined, with deepest, root. Tree... gives much more than fruit... Creaks, .... of that which has been... Distant, waters, ...send letters on the wind... --- Tree, old as time Its name is Tree Tree, old as time Its name is Tree, for it named the rest. Lulamara's first friend... Tree, old as time. Seen every weather, remembers every song. Beneath its sky of leaves, all living things belong.
