Lyrics

Her tall tree on it's side I know what it feels like I feel so anchored in my forest bed When vows swoop and it's an upside To dream about Your axes out Often my army had been taken out But taking stuck in the morning Can my art and I save my pins For such a specimen as you Do we go there Beneath the pins To dream about Your axes out I would go for names In wood on a night like this How over straighten name For souls are even