The Whispering Lyrics - Invicta - Enid

The gentle breeze 

It whispers to me through the trees 

Softly 

Words of a nation 

Will come together for the first celebration 

They whisper through the trees 

Softly 

Appreciation 

Will spread a feeling of great joy and elation 

It carries on the wind 

When they sing 

Words of truth 

They whisper through the trees 

Softly 

The voice of reason 

Shall lead the choir as they sound their ambition 

It carries on the wind 

When they sing 

Words of truth 

True to the ones who gave their heart and soul 

The gentle breeze 

It whispers to me through the trees 

Can you hear it? 

It carries on the wind 

When they sing 

Words of truth 

Warning us of storms to come 

Don't panic 

In time they will vanish 

They whisper through the trees 

Softly