Beech tree save breeze for me

 

Hideaway for highwaymen

high above broken ground

stealing souls

of maiden's hearts

 

Soaked in rain was my way

now blue skies do the same

sunny days

- are all the same

 

Walk away the tunnel way

to Highgate Hill and down again

find your mates

have your share

 

Hidaway for you and me

I wish we were born to be

restless roots

of the hardest trees

 

Beech trees, beech trees