Everything is going black
Beneath this great oak tree
In this golden daylight I start to fade
Beneath this great oak tree
My enemies are close
Beneath this great oak tree
I can’t afford to rest
Beneath this great oak tree.
But it’s so pretty.
Beneath this great oak tree.
My thoughts are already beginning to wander
Beneath this great oak tree
The tea it must have been
Away from this great oak...