Beech (Fagus sylvatica) - The Late Queen

[Chorus] Beech Fay-gus syl-vat-i-ca The Late Queen The Late Queen [Verse 1] From slumbering bud the silk unfurls, A lime-bright hue takes hold; Then shade beneath the summer swirls, Where stories are untold. [Chorus] Beech Fay-gus syl-vat-i-ca The Late Queen The Late Queen [Verse 2] The autumn hues of gold descend, As mast begins to fall; While winter's quiet branches lend, A memory over all. [Chorus] Beech Fay-gus syl-vat-i-ca The Late Queen The Late Queen [Verse 3] Though late it came to Britain's shore, Its roots now deeply bind; A queen of woods forevermore, A beauty for the mind. [Chorus] Beech Fay-gus syl-vat-i-ca The Late Queen The Late Queen [Verse 4] Its smooth grey bark, a gentle plea, To touch and understand; A timeless, graceful majesty, Across this ancient land. [Chorus] Beech Fay-gus syl-vat-i-ca The Late Queen The Late Queen [outro] Fay-gus syl-vat-i-ca The Late Queen