All The Trees Of The Field Will Clap Their Hands

If I am alive this time next year will I have arrived in time to share? And mine is about as good this far And I'm still applied to what you are And I am joining all my thoughts to you And I'm preparing every part for you And I heard from the trees a great parade And I heard from the hills a band was made And will I be invited to the sound? And will I be a part of what you've made? And I am throwing all my thoughts away And I'm destroying every bet I've made And I am joining all my thoughts to you And I'm preparing every part for you