Devotional

One thousand trees Line my way One thousand boughs Bear my weight One thousand blades Shield my gaze One thousand paths Lead me astray In the cold, in the dark My thoughts are howling In the dim morning light I can hear you calling I run away to be with you, my love One million pricks Pierce the sky One million slopes Left to climb I run away to hide Oh, please bury me Where the angels sigh In the cold, in the dark My thoughts are howling In the dim morning light I can hear you calling I run away to be with you, my love