The trees stood like knives
And claimed us for their own.
I’m sold down the river
Before I knew I had enough.
Before I knew I sink deeper
Than where you’ll stop.
But I look up until I lose
The light.
Are you, are you
Reaching out?
Are you, are you
Reaching?
Stop
I’m lost
In a dark row of trees,
In the evening’s red,
A cold silence.
But I look up until I lose
The light.
Stop
Stop
Stop
Are you, are you
Reaching out?
Are you, are you
Reaching out?
Are you, are you
Reaching?
Stop