Bruce Cockburn - How The Violin Was Born Lyrics

Cedar, Cedar was born
Born among the stones and rocks
Big stag made him
Big brain worked him
But Cedar, Cedar didn't have a soul
Heavy was his heart
His heart was silent

Then Tahomitz the big brain sent
Aimari the bird pure and f*ckless
Aimari came singing, entered the
Tree and became its pith, and
The trees heart filled with music
And Cedar, Cedar sang
Quivered to careeses from the wind