Deep in the dark woods of my heart something stirs
Things can never be back like they were
When the winter comes and it gets cold
I don't know here where i'll go when I get old
Mark my way with sticks and stones
To the tree tops where I make my home
At first all the trees look the same
Now I know them all by name
Deep in the forest of your heart something calls
Into the darkness I stumble and fall
Stay up here for the rest of my life
Far away from my trouble and strife
Every evening stuck in the same room
Dust catches the silver light of the moon
Pile the stones up high
In concentric circles 'til they reach the sky
And when I'm gone
If you look for me
You will find me here
In my place
In the blossom
Of my own tree
And your face
I live on
In the funny gait
Of my own shed
Like a happy face
I live on
In the attic
In my own shoes
Dusted with skin
I live skin
In the warm embrace
Of the long sun
As the day ends
I live on
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