In the Woods

The Woods

 

I can hear footprints every night
– In the Woods

The moment when it came to me, I understood.
– In the Woods

Maybe its my passion to be, to do what my guts want and my eyes can’t see.
Maybe it´s all good
– In the Woods

 

The noisy peace and the quiet bass
It’s like a light we light to chase.
You can smell the air, the grass and get hit by a deer.
Or are you still hiding and tortured by fear

You deal with yourself, you figure out whats good.
But the only place, is here in the Woods.

Never more lonely and never more loved

By Tree Soul 01.11.2016

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