A hush of green amidst the noise
Rectangular symmetry decayed and reclaimed
Back to the curling vines and fingered leaves
That the first man must have wept to see
When the long winter ended
A hush of green amidst the noise
Rectangular symmetry decayed and reclaimed
Back to the curling vines and fingered leaves
That the first man must have wept to see
When the long winter ended