Near a Maple

I'm waiting near a maple Just to feel the breeze And listen to the branches Resound for the spring I'm waiting near a maple Back against the trunk Far from evil and betrayals In the shade of the leaves And the storm may fall, I'm not afraid I won't leave my place I sing my notes, I draw my world in peace I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things I'm waiting near a maple While the waves calm down And I whisper to the clouds Like the old man talks to birds And what surrounds me just comforts me In the face of the fears that I try to erase So, I cut my mine in the blast of the wind I climb to the dreams to hang in the sun Under my tree I whistle softly I wait the fall, I stroke the twigs I catch the grasshoppers I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things All the lies that prowl around me must be swept away But all the time I spend waiting won't make it happen The storm may fall I'm not afraid I'm waiting near a maple I'm waiting near a maple All the lies that prowl around me must be swept away But all the time I spend waiting won't make it happen I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things