The Whispering

The gentle breeze
 It whispers to me through the trees
 Softly
 The gentle breeze
 The gentle breeze
 It whispers to me through the trees
 Softly
 Words of a nation
 Will come together for the first celebration
 They whisper through the trees
 Softly
 Appreciation
 Will spread a feeling of great joy and elation
 It carries on the wind
 When they sing
 Words of truth
 They whisper through the trees
 Softly
 The voice of reason
 Shall lead the choir as they sound their ambition
 It carries on the wind
 When they sing
 Words of truth
 True to the ones who gave their heart and soul
 The gentle breeze
 It whispers to me through the trees
 Can you hear it?
 It carries on the wind
 When they sing
 Words of truth
 Warning us of storms to come
 Don't panic
 In time they will vanish
 They whisper through the trees
 Softly