From the Woods

From the woods, from the woods

They are coming from the woods

Riding horses cloaked in gray

Make their way to my door

Lay their boots upon my floor

Wash their hands and start to pray

But I am gone, I am not there

I have followed mountain bears

To a cave of deepest tome

There I wait by the mouth

As the smoke it flushes out

Then I'll slowly drag one home

All these things are ever lost

Stillness has brought my love to cost

From the woods, from the woods

Once a vision from the woods

At a point between two tracks

Bound by tape and by wire

Bruised and beaten in the fire

So the metals faded black

Newer ropes, stronger nets

Have us plumbing further depths

For the wolves we'll never be

Should we go? Would we die?

If the weight it was to slide

Drag our secrets to the sea

All these things are ever lost

Stillness has brought my love to cost

I taste the sulfur on my breath

I see the blood pool on the step

The moon so thick, the wounds so fresh

And all is well

From the woods, from the woods

They are coming from the woods

From the woods, from the woods

They are coming from the woods

From the woods, from the woods

They are coming from the woods

From the woods, from the woods

They are coming from the woods

From the woods, from the woods

They are coming from the woods

From the woods, from the woods

They are coming from the woods