Heartwood (Live at The Natural History Museum)

One，
Two,
One
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
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 awhile and sleep
Listen to the saw guy utter
Hear my heartwood weep
Hear my heartwood
Heartwood
Hear my heartwood

l drink the rain
l eat the sun
l give the breath that fills your lungs
l hear the roaring engines thrum
But l cannot run

Would you hew 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