Lyrics

Once I walked into the trees the sky turned dark beneath green leaves, low branches brushed my naked knees - I left behind my compass. I stumbled over stumps and stones, took extra steps past ancient bones, looked back to see I was alone as sweat streamed down my forehead. ~A squirrel ahead began to play with shadows from a branches sway. It stopped and beckoned me its way - I followed without thinking. The birds above sang mournful tunes of good intentions laid to ruin. I knew the melody and soon was joining in the chorus. ~A bush with berries plump and bright stood tall against the waning light. I tasted them then closed my eyes - beneath the branches dancing.