Lost Woods Lyrics

We go eons now without a sound

Picked up in the wind

What do we say now?

Distance keeps me from being around

Is this an after effect of the broken homes we slept in when we were young?

The sound of your tone transports me through the window

And I can almost envision it

The branch rots out

And prays for the ground

The dying tree will quietly accept its fate

As it falls down

Through the pathways we'd stampede

Spirits appear to be tethered to this place

Stuck searching endlessly

Searching for the grove that was lost long ago

It's now overgrown

Well I can almost envision it

The branch rots out

And prays for the ground

The dying tree will quietly accept its fate

As it falls down

We'll watch the spirits searching endlessly

Will they ever find it?

Wherever it may be

Well maybe it's constantly changing

And disappearing

Break the bonds that built us and pray for the ground

The dying tree will quietly accept its fate

As it falls down

As it falls down