The Forest Below

The mountains shook, the earth gave way,
A wall of stone blocked water's way.
The valley filled, the waters rose,
And swallowed trees in silent rows.

The forest below, the forest below,
Where silent branches never sway.
The forest below, the forest below,
Still standing where the daylight fades.

Above the lake, the bare trunks rise,
Like wooden fingers toward the skies.
Below, the branches hold their place,
Suspended in a turquoise space.

The seasons turn, the mountains glow,
But nothing moves so far below.

The forest below, the forest below,
Where silent branches never sway.
The forest below, the forest below,
Still standing where the daylight fades.