The Wood

The wind is cold and the wood, the wood is dark

Please don't lose yourself in the wood, or you might, might never come back

Please don't lose yourself in the wood, cause it's dark, it's dark, it's dark

Don't lose yourself, don't lose yourself in the wood, there is nothing but silence

Don't lose yourself, don't lose yourself in the wood, there is nothing but silence

Chop the wood, make it burn, make it burn into the last lantern, the last light of the sun

'Cause I don't want to see the light of the moon

In the dreamland, in the nighttime

You can keep it in the wood