Come down from the mountain, you have been gone too long
The spring is upon us, follow my only song
Settle down with me by the fire of my yearning
You should come back home, back on your own now
The world is alive now, in and outside our home
You run through the forest, settle before the sun
Darling, I can barely remember you beside me
You should come back home, back on your own now
- Ragged Wood
full view.
-- Many would consider me an idiot.
Many would consider me a fool.
Many would consider me insane.
They don't understand,
nor do they care to,
nor do I care to.
Inside me shakes a legion,
my heart pounding with each step they take,
And they march for my soul.
There comes a time when I must sleep
And let these beings, warriors,
angels, take hold of me.
If we get tired of the same place,
of the same person,
of the same world,
Why not tire?
Let it go.
