[Instrumental intro] [verse] The hairy buds would swell in spring, Ere winged seeds took flight; Then summer's lofty shade would bring, A grandeur to the sight. [chorus] Looking back, ah-aah Back to what once was But all gone now [verse] In autumn, gold the leaves would turn, As timber stood so strong; Now winter's ghostly outlines burn, Where silence lingers long. [chorus] Looking back, ah-aah Back to what once was But all gone now [verse] A giant lost, a vacant space, Where branches used to sway; A memory of former grace, That blight has swept away. [chorus] Looking back, ah-aah Back to what once was But all gone now [instrumental break] [verse] We seek a sign, a hopeful strain, To see its leaves once more; To heal the landscape's lingering pain, And what we lost, restore. [outro]
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