Pines
๐ต 492 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:09 duration
๐ ID: 2346644
๐ Lyrics
Walk through the pines, down the mountain, follow the signs
Shadow birds circle slow, high above the power lines
Smoke on the breeze, I've been talking to the trees
And I sing to the pines like the wind through the leaves
Snow in the valley in flashes of feathered light
Cold stars shining, like diamonds in the night
Ghostly footsteps buried out of sight
Frozen on the hillside, silver and white
Wild river flows, no idea where it goes
And it sings to the pines in a language no one knows
Shadow birds circle slow, high above the power lines
Smoke on the breeze, I've been talking to the trees
And I sing to the pines like the wind through the leaves
Snow in the valley in flashes of feathered light
Cold stars shining, like diamonds in the night
Ghostly footsteps buried out of sight
Frozen on the hillside, silver and white
Wild river flows, no idea where it goes
And it sings to the pines in a language no one knows
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.12] Walk through the pines, down the mountain, follow the signs
[00:09.42] Shadow birds circle slow, high above the power lines
[00:38.91] Smoke on the breeze, I've been talking to the trees
[00:47.89] And I sing to the pines like the wind through the leaves
[01:18.57] Snow in the valley in flashes of feathered light
[01:28.07] Cold stars shining, like diamonds in the night
[01:37.34] Ghostly footsteps buried out of sight
[01:46.22] Frozen on the hillside, silver and white
[02:03.48] Wild river flows, no idea where it goes
[02:12.61] And it sings to the pines in a language no one knows
[03:07.73]
[00:09.42] Shadow birds circle slow, high above the power lines
[00:38.91] Smoke on the breeze, I've been talking to the trees
[00:47.89] And I sing to the pines like the wind through the leaves
[01:18.57] Snow in the valley in flashes of feathered light
[01:28.07] Cold stars shining, like diamonds in the night
[01:37.34] Ghostly footsteps buried out of sight
[01:46.22] Frozen on the hillside, silver and white
[02:03.48] Wild river flows, no idea where it goes
[02:12.61] And it sings to the pines in a language no one knows
[03:07.73]