Nat Simons

Into The Woods


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I went out to the forest
To find myself
My hands were turning cold
Couldn't even use my head
I want to learn the language of trees
And see the ghost's inside of them
I have a feeling, that something is gonna change

Walk into the woods
Walk into the ancient woods
Walk into the woods
Walk into the ancient woods

I saw three crows at the top of the tree, saying something I understood
Decipher this message like a secret prophecy
Decipher this message like a secret prophecy

Walk into the woods
Walk into the ancient woods
Walk into the woods
Walk into the ancient woods

In the thunderstorm I catch it, the aura of the deer
They're running away, frightened, toward the sea
And I'll be waiting, waiting in the cold rain
'Cause I am a stag of seven points

Walk into the woods
Walk into the ancient woods
Walk into the woods
Walk into the ancient woods

In the thunderstorm I catch it, the aura of the deer
They're running away, frightened, toward the sea
And I'll be waiting, waiting in the cold rain
'Cause I am a stag of seven points


Writer/s: Natalia Isabel Garcia Poza