I Am Oak Wild Ferns
When the night falls
Over the wild ferns
When the night falls
Over the wild ferns
Now I'm half aware
I am half awake
So I keep half an eye on it
And listen with half an ear
What goes on at night?
Rustling like wildfires
All around
When the night falls
Over the wild ferns
When the night falls
Over the wild ferns
At the same time
I assume it's the right time
In twilight
We'll let it come together
In a sense
Singing our songs of "how?"
Singing our songs of "why?"
Singing our songs of "where
Do we go from here?"
When the night falls
Over the wild ferns
When the night falls
Over the wild ferns
