The Woods

I thought it was understood
going out to the woods to see
what is left of me

and all these wolves
abunch of hungry looks
crowded streets and vampire
teeth in the city

the garden grows as if she knows
the air gets thin to know one
and she knows that nothing grows

and i fore see some changing
of battered hearts recovering
the woods
ive never been so...

I go outside
to see fimilar lives
reach through to finish lines
and start again
come on

and i go outside
to see fimilar lives
reach through to finish lines
and start again
come on (x5)