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The passing trees...

Passing trees, the passing trees, they'll all be boards someday.

I hope I take the time to catch a leaf that floats my way.

The boards are used to build a house,

where all the lost can stay.

But sad enough, the house will fall

back to the earth one day.

To the earth our bodies go,

to him our hearts return.

To dwell forever in His love.

For His love we can't earn.

Be a board, build a house.

Let all lost in, keep no one out.

There was a day when it was we,

who were one of those passing trees.

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