The Forest

I listened to the light That basked the glowing morning; Rumbling of the trees That soon were sweating gold She told me what was right And when to leave her mourning Oh, fodder ignites the ancient Soul Headed for the door, Deep inside the chamber Rings were running loud As loud as they could span Across a hundred years We circle you in loving Oh, and holding his story here Oh traveler carry my weight Oh traveler it's my pain Oh traveler carry my weight Oh traveler it's my pain In the rooted day The ground becomes the surface Much to look about All colored in their ways Views that leave you yawning Relaxing in the body Oh traveler shows the way Oh traveler carry my weight Oh traveler it's my pain Oh traveler carry my weight Oh traveler its my pain What lies between love, death, and beauty Sounds of glory in a mud night bath My lover took to love not to Unholy; don't hold me back Hold me back Oh traveler carry my weight Oh traveler it's my pain Oh traveler carry my weight Oh traveler it's my pain There's no real end There's no real end There's no real end There's no real end Listen, in the rooted In the rooted way In the rooted In the rooted way All colored in their ways In the rooted In the rooted way