Heartwood

One, two, one

Would you hew to the heartwood cutter?

Would you lay me low beneath your feet?

Listen to my sap mutter

Hear my heartwood beat

Would you throw me on the log pile cutter?

Would you toss me to the steel saw blade?

Listen to my leaves flutter

Hear my heartwood break

Would you lean your back against me cutter?

Would you rest your axe a while and sleep?

Listen to the saw guy utter

Hear my heartwood weep

Hear my heartwood

Heartwood

Hear my heartwood

I drink the rain

I eat the sun

I give the breath that fills your lungs

I hear the roaring engines thrum

But I cannot run

Would you hew me to the heartwood cutter?

Would you lay me low beneath your feet?

Listen to my sap mutter

Hear my heartwood beat

Hear my heartwood

Heartwood

Hear my heartwood