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METHUSELAH WOOD

I've been moving faster
Halfway up the hill
With the wind against me
I'm running standing still

High on this desert mountain
These ancient pines survive
A bristlecone cathedral
For the oldest things alive

Now I'm walking, walking in Methuselah Wood

Now if these pebbles were troubles
We'd all be dragging a ton
But you know it's the struggle
Makes us all so strong

Blasted by an icy wind
'Till a burning sun appears
This old tree's been standing
Close to five thousand years

Now I'm walking, walking in Methuselah Wood

And the feeling from this place
Will be with me all my life

And I'll be walking, walking in Methuselah Wood
Walking, walking in Methuselah Wood
Walking, walking in Methuselah Wood


©2007 David MacNeill Music (BMI)