Tree Among Shrubs

You make no sound
 As folks gather 'round
 Like shadow hounds
 Eyes seem unsound
 As folks gather 'round (seem unsound)
 And please you aloud
 And I now believe that no one asked
 About your secret past
 The pain to match your strength
 And I now believe that no one thought
 You had a lonely past
 The pain and strengths so vast
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 From mellow seas
 To houses on wheels
 To slabs in west lands
 Hand in hand
 From yellow bills
 To slabs in West lands
 Like bones in your hands
 But I see a tree that's standing high among the shrubs
 So only one hand may rest its palm upon my cheeks
 The only one that I'll need
 To know why no one asked
 About your secret past
 The pain to match your strength
 And I now believe that no one thought
 You had a lonely past
 And pain to match your vein
 When it rains