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A birch tree leans
Its arms stretched wide
Silver bark
Moonlight to confide
A whisper runs through the autumn's breath
A cat's cry cuts the still of death
Oh
Wandering cat
What led you there?
Up in the birch
In the crisp New England air
The wind sings low
The leaves reply
But no one knows why you climb so high
Lace of branches
Your cradle now
Clinging tight
But who taught you how?
The stars don't blink
They just hang and stare
A soul adrift
With none to care
Was it hunger
Was it fright?
Was it the pull of the birch so white?
Oh
Wandering cat
What led you there?
Up in the birch
In the crisp New England air
The wind sings low
The leaves reply
But no one knows why you climb so high
Did you chase a dream
Or flee a ghost?
Were you searching for what matters most?
The birch stands tall
But it cannot speak
The truth is hidden in the limbs you seek