When The Woods Were Young

(álbum: White Bat - 2019)

Will you take me back to when the woods were young?
When I fashioned a cauldron out of a hollow stump
Then I threw in a little of this
And I threw in a little of that
I managed to mumble some mumbo jumbo before I felt your cold dead hands

And we were face to face
I never could forget that day
Her eyes were fires burning miles away
And her lips were so close I could have stolen a taste

Close your eyes, drift off to sleep
You'll be one of us
Beneath my wing
Lost in a dream, kissing the succubus

I hope I never have to wake
I pray to her my soul to take
I beg death for eternal sleep
Come back to me

Will you take me back to when the woods were mine
When I saw her last and I was left behind
I guess she's bored with me
I haven't seen her, haven't slept in weeks
I'm frozen stiff
She's blowing kisses in the pines
I've been shivering here all night, now would you give me a taste

Now death is not the worst
The absence of love is such abject pain
I've been centuries without sleep
Loneliness perched on the roof, waiting with brooding wings
She knows the truth

No one's going to take me back
To when the woods were young