The Tree

The tree grows where it's planted Roots wide underneath No matter how many storms pass it The apple never falls far from the tree The tree reaches up with its branched Spring-time comes, blossoming Early autumn the leaves are dancing And in the winter, there's wood for heat I've tried leaving and being Something I that was never meant to be And I've tried staying ever changing And standing in one place just like that tree The tree keeps watch, always swaying A silent friend remembering Hidden secrets, children play In the shade of its canopy I've tried leaving and being Something I that was never meant to be And I've tried staying ever changing And standing in one place just like that tree The tree grows where it's planted And that's the fate of a falling seed No matter how many times I've denied it The apple never falls far from the tree The apple never falls far from the tree