Into the woods, and the silence,
To shake the wolves, off my tail
I hear the leaves, whisper gently,
Stories of, their own hell,

Through the woods,
Cross the smoky red tops,
Out of the darkness,
Ill be pushing on

Among the sound of wildlife
The night swallows the trees
As I watch the woods take on,
A new shape just for me

Through the woods,
Cross the smoky red tops,
Out of the darkness,
Ill be pushing on

The crack feel so familiar,
When I run my hand up the trees
Is this the pain of nature,
Opening its doors to me

Through the woods,
Cross the smoky red tops,
Out of the darkness,
Ill be pushing on