Wind In The Leaves

(álbum: Gathering - 2018)

Wind in the leaves
Crawl from my bed
The forest floor opens itself
To clear my dusty head
Wind in the leaves along a sylvan path
Your memory's grown inside me
Like a knotted branch
Rushing by like a spirit
Like a banshee through the trees
Moving everything in sight
But still sight unseen
Rushing by like a spirit
Like an angel through the trees
Was that for me? Was that for me?

Wind in the leaves along a sylvan path
Your memory's grown inside me
Like a knotted branch
From somewhere on the forest floor
A muted roar, a muted roar

Wind in the leaves congregations in the grain
Tripping over answered prayers
But washing out the bloody stain
Wind in the leaves
Another season I begin
To ring around the lake of fire
To touch the stones that bring me back again
And sometimes I rage
As if to punch a hole through the sky
Shouting into some heaven where everything you love
Is just passing by
Rushing by like a spirit
Like an angel through the trees
Was that for me? Was that for me?

Wind in the leaves along a sylvan path
Your memory's grown inside me
Like a knotted branch
From somewhere on the forest floor
A muted roar, a muted roar

Wind in the leaves along a sylvan path
Another memory born
Another look back
From somewhere on the forest floor
A muted roar, a muted roar