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four tall trees - leslie fish lyrics

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[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 1]
mary went out hunting in the woods of keweenaw
the wilds up upper michigan, a long way from the law
and as the night grew closer, her feet began to tire
she set her lean*to shelter and she set her cooking*fire
between

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 2]
and as her stew was boiling, she heard a rushing sound
as if the winds were running hard, far above the ground
winds told of in legends no onе wished to know
memory came unbiddеn of the tale of wendigo
in the

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air
[verse 3]
the chippewa told white men, that many years ago
a renegade*turned*cannibal became the wendigo
but chippewa told méti a very different tale
of sorcery mistaken, that turns red faces pale
in the

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 4]
in centuries forgotten, the ancient people found
the uses of pure copper, and built the sacred mound
they hammered copper vessels, they hammered copper knives
they offered to the spirits there corn and blood and lives
in the

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 5]
in one hard winter’s hunger, they made a sacrifice
to spirits of the forest, of wind and fire and ice
they sacrificed a prisoner * his blood spilled on the corn
and when they cast it in the fire, the wendigo was born!
in the
[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 6]
they called the beast windwalker. they called it voice*of*flame
it calls men to destruction, it calls each one by name
it stalks the deepest forest, it walks the lightest breeze
and when it lacks the souls of men, it eats the moss from trees
like the

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 7]
it took the chippewa hunters, the méti trappers too
and left scorched footprints in the snow, such as no man knew
for this they left the forest. they left the sacred mound
they left the knives and vessels there, abandoned on the ground
in the

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air
[verse 8]
as mary sat remembering and banked the fire high
from out the distant forest there came an eerie cry
she looked up to the heavens, and something there looked down:
a silhouette against the stars, one foot on every crown
of the

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 9]
its outline was not human, nor any beast men know
and where its bulging head looked down she saw two embers glow
it stood upon the treetops, its wings stretched out beside
they faded out to nothing, twelve yards to either side
of the

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 10]
its voice was rushing windsong * its voice was roaring flame
it whispered half*held promises * it clearly called her name
it promised come and fly with me! and we will soar away
and fly above this dreary world forever and a day
from these

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 11]
mary grasped the nearest tree, and gripped the nearest stone
she cried begone, you liar, and leave me here alone!
i am no lonely trapper, nor wandering clanless brave
but i have friends and family here, and a life that i would save
in these

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 12]
by word and will they battled, and neither would give way
until the moon rose up the sky and washed it pale as day
the wendigo gave over and turned away again
let go the trees and soared away, straight against the wind!
in the

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

[verse 13]
perhaps it wasn’t hungry. perhaps her will was strong
perhaps the ties of earth and kin had bound her well and long
she could not say what held her against windwalker’s call
but she fed the fire until the dawn and did not sleep at all
in those

[chorus]
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air
four tall trees, growing in a square
twenty feet apart and a hundred in the air

- leslie fish lyrics

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