Multi-platinum, six-time GRAMMY-winner Amy Grant’s first new music in a decade, the track “Trees We’ll Never See,” is now available across all DSP’s, along with a scenic lyric video. BILLBOARD spoke with Grant last week about creating new music, the poignant new single, and how “the gift of life’s fourth quarter is the perspective and awareness and the appreciation of all of it.”
Since the age of 15, and now in her early 60s, Grant has really never stopped making music, and her most happy place to make music is with friends. While she has continued to release music, it has been 10 years since she’s released new songs, the last being her critically-acclaimed album “How Mercy Looks From Here.” That experience with producer and songwriter Marshall Altman was so rewarding and life-giving that Amy called on Altman again in 2023 to produce two new songs, including “Trees We’ll Never See,” and “What You Heard,” co-written with Natalie Hemby and Barry Dean, is scheduled to release April 28th.
Lyrics:
Good, sweet earth
Sleeves rolled up and hands buried in the dirt
I can see her there in one of dad’s old shirts
Showing me how life’s supposed to work
Good straight lines
You need seed and sweat and soil and sweet sunshine
Once those roots take hold you’ll be just fine
It’s a beautiful design
It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time
We’re all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they’ll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
‘Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we’ll never see
First day of spring
The whole world’s waking up and turning green
And everything connects to everything
It’s a beautiful design
It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time
We’re all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they’ll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
‘Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we’ll never see
Statues fall and glory fades
But a 100-year-old oak tree still gives shade
We’re all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they’ll carve our name in stone
Then send our souls on home
‘Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
‘Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we’ll never see
Trees we’ll never see
