11. Old HightopMusic by Brent Lewis A tree named Old Hightop was straining in pain, They came from the skies and they came from the ground, The weight on his branches made every twig ache, The bugs ate his leaves and the squirrels cracked his nuts, The rainfall had soaked him straight through to the core, He stretched up a branch toward the storm in the sky A bolt shot straight through him right down to the root! And out of the smoke fell some feathers and fur The tree spent the night in the cool falling rain, |