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The Forest

We will wait for the moon

The sun is setting soon

Voices echo in the dunes

We hum a wistful tune

We won't be back in bed

Till the sun's coming up instead

The forest fills my head

What's live, and once was dead,

(Chorus)

So meet me at the edge of the forest

Bring your bike and bring your flashlight

We won't go in but if I'm honest,

The forest makes me feel alive

So look inside at the things that hide

And meet me at the edge of the forest at midnight

 

Did you see something change

A difference in the way

The wind rustles through the leaves

Like something deep is grieving

I know this isn't our land

None of this is the work of our hands

If we tread carefully, maybe they'll understand

 

(Chorus)

 

The moon lights our pathway tonight

All is clear all is bright

Road is straight, stars are white

Open backpack, flashlight

Times are changing

The trees are ever-aging

They'll be here to hear this song

And they'll be here when we're gone

 

(Chorus)
 

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