Oak ( original ) by April Cleary Music

Her mind's like a million butterflies all caught in the web of a spider,
But nobody noticed at all.
Her love's like a million burns just from one touch of a lighter,
But nobody got close enough to fall.

Her eyes were like snow but colder,
She froze the earth when she awoke.
And I know I'm not your soldier,
But I'd still write your name in oak.

Her laugh's like a million melodies on a summer breeze as it plays with a wind-chime,
But nobody got close enough to hear.
And her face would glow like a rainbow pinned to the clouds of a grey sky,
But they just saw seven shades of fear.

Her eyes were like snow but colder,
She froze the earth when she awoke.
And I know I'm not your soldier,
But I'd still write your name in oak.

So meet me by the oak tree tonight,
I'll bring all of the tools to write,
And by the time we close our eyes,
I know I'll feel alive.

Her mind's like a million butterflies all caught in the web of a spider,
But nobody noticed at all.

(mixed by Eoin Mulcahy)