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The Oldest of Trees

from Four Sides by Monarch Trail

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Title appears as "Side I: The Oldest of Trees" on the CD

lyrics

Taking in
The one-time verse
Somewhere from
These long lost words

Chords that I can barely strum
Haunt me like I'm scarcely trying
What was worth remembering
Happened long ago

Some of us were older then
Seemed to have lived lives before us
Was not me, but could I see
Something going on

Stairs and Halls

Impressions then, I still hold now
Make me carry burnt-out torches
All the things that seemed to be
Precious to our minds

To watch them go out one-by-one
Eaten up by callous forces
Unforeseen, well-hidden greed
Takes it all away

Houses rise
Mountain heights
To the hills

And if one of us falls
Find wings?
The most restless of us
Will sing?
The "purest" of us
Will achieve?
We take to flight
Set your sights!

One treetop to the next
To lookouts and the distant peaks
In minutes and with ease
All is home

And what should we become
Things you could only dream before
To survey what you've done
To Bremen Town

I know the paths up to the day
And when the spiral stairs gave way
To safer grass on smoother trails
We'll reach the lands above the rails

Each island world is of its own
By land or sail or walk alone
To find the level to look far
To rest or seek a brighter star

Fools that gather round
From all sides they stay
Tear the Earth aloud
Bring the staff right down

Turn the page away
Let forests remain
Faces that I've known have been right
To question
The ending
You will make

Steep incline
Into the mist
Down to the first
Of many waters
Walk along
In memory
We have been here before

The song I wrote
The day had passed
Not far away
In basement houses
Joins our march
For company
In the valley full of trees

We were fire then
Much less so now
Separate to the edge of branches
Perching on
The top of one
Eagle candle glows

And what was told
From warmer nights
And filaments were incandescent
Took us to
A place where we
Could witness anything

Benches and
The streets and parks
Will hold your name
In high regard
Eyes of birds
And storied words
Help us where we stand

But of all
These things to hold
There are some
That seem much closer
Especially
The oldest trees
Will never quite be gone

credits

from Four Sides, released December 17, 2023
Chris Lamont: Drums
Dino Verginella: Bass
Ken Baird: Keyboards, Piano, Vocals, Guitars, Recorder

Words and Music: K Baird

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Monarch Trail Hamilton, Ontario

When keyboard player/vocalist Ken Baird had written some music which seemed to require more collaborative arrangements than usual, he asked drummer Chris Lamont and Bassist Dino Verginella if they’d be willing to be a part of “Monarch Trail”. John Mamone, Kelly Kereliuk and Steve Cochrane
expand the guitar side of the band.Two albums now completed, the third album is due soon! ... more

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