Little Tree

I am but a little tree
 That only seeks to live in peace
 To spread my seeds upon the earth
 And firm my roots within the soil
 Of the land my father gave to me
 And his father gave to him
 Made by the Father of us all
 But the woodsman
 With an ax poised in his hand
 Said it's my sacred duty
 To clear away this land
 And on this place that I call home
 I will plant a field of stone
 I am but a little tree
 That only seeks to live in peace
 To spread my seeds upon the earth
 And firm my roots within the soil
 Of the land my father gave to me
 And his father gave to him
 Made by the Father of us all
 While the sly fox
 Aloof, cool and remote
 Said I cannot be distracted
 By the bloodstains on my coat
 I can feel the woodsman pain
 Perhaps the tree should not remain
 I am but a little tree
 That only seeks to live in peace
 To spread my seeds upon the earth
 And firm my roots within the soil
 Of the land my father gave to me
 And his father gave to him
 Made by the Father of us all
 And the eagle
 High above so far away
 Said it's in my best interest
 To see the small tree stay
 No it need not thrive like I
 But why not let it stay alive.
 Though storm and wind may come
 I'll bend but never break
 And like all those before me
 I'll stay true to my faith
 That soon will come a day
 When all will gather 'neath my shade
 I am but a little tree
 That only seeks to live in peace
 To spread my seeds upon the earth
 And firm my roots within the soil
 Of the land my father gave to me
 And his father gave to him
 Made by the Father of us all