Tree Bones - Port O'Brien

Dressed up with my sister

I was a bat and she was a fly

Now we’re a little bigger

Still we have to cry

Pine by the sea my namesake

Soon will rot away

Watch the beetles eat bark

On another day

Our mama will no longer be

On this land by the sea

I push away i beg and plea

You will no longer come with me

Tree bones will die alone

And our bones will find a home