These are the completed lyrics to Willow, a soon to be released work for male voice choir (TTBB) and low brass quartet (tenor trombones, bass trombone, tuba)
I will bend to your will
and you will bend to mine
when the time comes
We will cherish the tapestry
that was woven on bended knees
when the water comes
There will be money to buy
all the food in the world
when the famine comes
We'll have seeds a-plenty
to plant all we need
when the drought comes
Clamorings for freedom
will prevent the cure
when the plague comes
Feeling your strength
mindlessly
bullying
chuckling
you fell by
the bit of the axe
thrust into me
with past's clarion call
Roots dug deep
wounded on bended needs
when the time came
Those in orbit around us
will sing hosannas eternal
when the darkness comes