The Woodcutter (feat. The Affinity Triangle)

Each log that i burn gives me heat two ways Once with the work and the other with a flame With my feet in the dirt my hands become a blade And i cut through my thoughts in the dying day All the answers I need surrounding me All the questions are falling out of me Keep me moving, keep my hands busy Find the truth in, every cut that's deep I come down with my swinging axe and cut through my thoughts when i cant relax Each stone that i lay a piece of my soul in place Chipping away at things that i can't face The solid foundations which i lay to waste Let me return to hurdles at a later date I can't work with a broken back I can't learn without my mind in tact So I keep my pace off the beaten tracks And carve my way through the social traps I can't work with a broken back I can't learn without my mind in tact So I keep my pace off the beaten tracks And carve my way through the social traps Because I'm never turning back