[Verse 1] The moon within your hand appears On the moor of forgotten years Standing there upon the height You can hold the moonbeam’s light [Pre-Chorus] Stars align in a spectral row A thousand wonders start to glow Though none may linger by its door The wind comes singing over the heath [Chorus] Weaving songs beneath the boughs Roots speak softly to the stones Hidden streams in darkness flow The tree is never left alone The moor itself becomes its heart And holds the whole world, near and far [Verse 2] And still it grows, steadfast and grand The tree that knows all of the land Beneath its shade the ages meet Where root and soil and sky complete A living book of earth and air Holding wisdom everywhere [Bridge] It crowns the tors with quiet fire A fleeting arc of old desire A bridge of light on ancient land A rainbow lifts its spectral band [Final Chorus] Weaving songs beneath the boughs Roots speak softly to the stones Hidden streams in darkness flow The tree is never left alone The moor itself becomes its heart And holds the whole world, near and far [Outro] The tree that knows all of the land Still keeps the moon within its hand
