The calluses on the trees around you
It’s frightening and intimate as well
The quiet and the fir trees they have found you
You’re shivering behind me I can tell
And you
Spent the night
In the forest
For the first time
The coffee in your hand is getting colder
This forest is the fountain of my youth
While I’m waiting for some trees to grow older
The waiting it has never been for you
It has never been for you and I
To sleep beneath the stars under this sky
So come and look for me another time
And gather all the branches you can find
And gather all the branches you can find.
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